Several years ago we were playing a jam at the Ozark RV Park and we did "Old Spinning Wheel". Sue Thomas from over in Mississippi remarked that the song was "just too pretty to not have another verse". I asked her to write one. She did and here it is:

"As I sit here alone in the parlor, And the fire casts a soft warm glow,
I'm reminded of an old fashioned love song, that I sang in the long, long, ago.

(Chorus)
"And now it seems that I can see her by the window,
    As the ribbons in her hair begin to blow.
And the old spinning wheel in the parlor, Spins the dreams of the long, long ago."

So, here is to Sue, she passed away this week. Thanks Sue.