Below are lyrics transcribed from the "Kentucky Mountain Music" 7 CD set on Yazoo. The song is the Orphan Girl by Buell Kazee. Unsure about one word: funeral NELL? What do you think? The Orphan Girl As sung by Buell Kazee No home, no home cried the orphan girl As she stood on the prince's hall Trembling she stood on the marble steps And leaned on the polished wall A father's love I never knew And the tears dropped from her eyes My mother sleeps in her new-made grave 'Tis an orphan here tonight The night was dark and the snow fell fast As the rich man closed his door His proud lips curled as he scornfully said No home, no bread for the poor The hours rolled on and the midnight storm Rolled on like a funeral knell The earth seemed wrapped in a winding sheet And the chilly snow still fell The rich man slept on his velvet couch And a-dreamed of his silver and his gold While the orphan slept on a bed of snow And murmured so cold, so cold When morning dawned the little girl Still lay at the rich man's door Her soul had fled to its home above Where there's room and bread for the poor
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