Текст песни John Denver - The Ballad Of St. Anne`s Reel
John Denver - The Ballad Of St. Anne`s Reel слова песни
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 himA 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 somewhere But I can`t remember when Was it on some other friendly shore Or did I hear it on the wind Was it written on the sky above I think I heard it from someone I loved But I never heard it sound so sweet since thenNow 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 arm There`s magic in this town There`s magic in the dancers` feet And the way they put them down People smilin` everywhere Boots and ribbons, locks of hair And laughter and old blue suits and Easter gownsNow the sailor`s gone, the room is bareThe old piano`s 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 closet Of some daughter of the town The strings are broke and the bow is gone And the cover`s buttoned down But sometimes on December nights When the air is cold and the wind is right There`s a melody that passes through this town