Nancy Stewart

Thread a needle, pull it tight,
Stitching day and stitching night
We're going to the promised land

Of sturdy canvas I will sew
A cover for the wagon, oh
We're going to the promised land

For me, a dress of calico,
This quilt will be a piece of home

So thread a needle, pull it tight,
Stitching day and stitching night
We're going to the promised land

We'll need some sacks to carry grain,
And tents to keep us from the rain
We're going to the promised land

And every stitch is made with care
In hopes we'll make it safely there

When darkness falls we still can see,
By candlelight you can read to me
We're going to the promised land

So thread a needle, pull it tight,
Stitching day and stitching night
We're going to the promised land
We're going to the promised land