Elizabeth Jane Cochrane
Nellie Bly
Pioneer Woman Investigative Journalist

by Stephen J. Foster

Nelly Bly! Nelly Bly! Bring de broom along,
We'll sweep the kitchen clean, my dear, and hab a little song.

Poke de wood, my lady lub, And make de fire burn,
And while I take de banjo down, Just gib de mush a turn.

Heigh Nelly! Ho Nelly! Listen, lub, to me,
I'll sing for you and play for you a dulcem melody.

Nelly Bly hab a voice like de turtle dove,
I hear it in de meadow and I hear it in de grove.

Nelly Bly hab a heart warm as it can be,
And bigger dan de sweet potato down in Tennessee.

Heigh Nelly! Ho Nelly! Listen, lub, to me,
I'll sing for you and play for you a dulcem melody.

Nelly Bly! Nelly Bly! Nebber, nebber sigh,
And nebber bring de tear drop to de corner ob your eye.

For pie is made ob punkins and de mush is made ob corn,
And der's corn and punkins plenty, lub, a lyin in de barn.

Heigh Nelly! Ho Nelly! Listen, lub, to me,
I'll sing for you and play for you a dulcem melody.