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Who thanked the Lord for the clothes |
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That she wore and mended |
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Nellie with the big old fashioned eyes |
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Who won the heart of a crowd tore apart, took a bow |
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Nellie there's a different world backstage |
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I see the flood lights burning |
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I hear the band play on |
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Now Nellie takes her bow |
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She said she really could not stay |
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She had a brand new play to play |
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And so she paints her face and smiles |
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And she'll be someone else in a while |
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I see the flood lights burning |
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I hear the band play on |
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Now Nellie takes her bow |
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Just a lonely girl |
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Who could not face a broken world |
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And so she acts out all her dreams |
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And wishes that's how it had been |
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But when the audience is near |
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It seems as though she doesn't even care |
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I see the flood lights burning |
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I hear the band play on |
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Now Nellie takes her bow |
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Nellie just sent me a line |
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To tell me she was doing fine |
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She got the lead and on Broadway |
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And now they're digging her today |
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And as she turns the final page |
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Living someone's life upon the stage |
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I see the flood lights burning |
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I hear the band play on |
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Now Nellie takes her bow |
