VERSE 1:
Nellie was a movie fan, And Nellie loved to dance,
On pleasure bent she ever went, Whenever came the chance.
But since here sweet-heart's gone to fight The foe across the sea,
Whenever you see Nellie, She's as busy as can be.
CHORUS:
With her little ball of yarn, Tucked up under her arm,
It's her knitting that she's getting at each day.
She believes a stitch in time Will save nine and ninety nine,
That is why she sits and knits the hours away.
Now the arm that holds the yarn Yearns to hold another arm,
But that arm is bearing arms of shot and shell.
And when he returns perhaps, She'll start knitting tiny wraps,
More pow'r to your knitting, Nell!
VERSE 2:
Nellie made a neckpiece For her soldier boy in line,
She showed it to her mother, And her mother thought it fine.
"But just suppose it doesn't fit!" Ma said in alarm;
But Nellie knew the size al'right, She gauged it with her arm.