There's an old spinning wheel In the parlor Spinning dreams of the long, long ago Spinning dreams of an old-fashioned garden And a maid with her old-fashioned beau Sometimes, it seems that I can hear her in the twilight At the organ, softly singing "Old black Joe" There's an old spinning wheel in the parlor Spinning dreams of the long, long ago ♪ Sometimes it seems that I can hear her in the twilight At the organ, softly singing "Old black Joe" There's an old spinning wheel in the parlor Spinning dreams of the long, long ago