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