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Текст песни "The Ballad Of St. Anne's Reel" |
 This song was first released on the Autograph album. It is the only album it has been released on.
He was stranded in some tiny townOn fair Prince Edward IsleAwaitin' for a ship to come and find himA one-horse place, a friendly faceSome coffee and a tiny traceOf fiddlin' in the distance far behind him
A dime across the counter thenA shy hello, a brand new friendA walk along the street in the wintry weatherA yellow light, an open doorAnd a welcome friend, there's room for moreAnd then they're standing there inside together
He said I've heard that tune before somewhereBut I can't remember whenWas it on some other friendly shoreOr did I hear it on the windWas it written on the sky aboveI think I heard it from someone I lovedBut I never heard it sound so sweet since then
Now his feet begin to tapA little boy says I'll take your hatHe's caught up in the magic of her smileAnd leap the heart inside him wentAnd off across the floor he sentHis clumsy body graceful as a child
He said there's magic in the fiddler's armThere's magic in this townThere's magic in the dancers' feetAnd the way they put them downPeople smilin' everywhereBoots and ribbons, locks of hairAnd laughter and old blue suits and easter gowns
Now the sailors' gone, the room is bareThe old piano settin' thereSomeone's hat's left hanging on the rackAnd empty chairs, the wooden floorThat feels the touch of shoes no moreAwaitin' for the dancers to come back
And the fiddle's in the closetOf some daughter of the townThe strings are broke and the bow is goneAnd the cover's buttoned downBut sometimes on December nightsWhen the air is cold and the wind is rightThere's a melody that passes through this town
Words and Music by David Mallett
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