“Babies in the Mill” Dorsey Dixon The children all grew up unlearned, They never went to school. They never learned to read or write; They learned to spin and spool. Every time I close my eyes, I see that picture still, When textile work was carried on, With babies in the mill. “Rock-a-bye Baby” Anonymous Rock-a-bye baby, on the treetop, When you grow up, you’ll work in a shop; When...
“Babies in the Mill” Dorsey Dixon The children all grew up unlearned, They never went to school. They never learned to read or write; They learned to spin and spool. Every time I close my eyes, I see that picture still, When textile work was carried on, With babies in...
“Babies in the Mill” Dorsey Dixon The children all grew up unlearned, They never went to school. They never learned to read or write; They learned to spin and spool. Every time I close my eyes, I see that picture...