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Ballad Of St Anne's Reel

David Mallett
He was stranded in some tiny town on fair Prince Edward Island Waiting for a ship to come and find him A one horse place, a friendly face, some coffee and a tiny trace Of fiddlin' in the distance far behind him A dime across the counter then, a shy hello, a brand new friend A walk along the street in the wintry weather A yellow light, an open door, a "Welcome friend, there's room for more" Soon 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, did I hear it on the wind Was it written on the sky above, I think I heard it from someone I love But I never heard it sound so sweet since then How his feet begin to tap, a little boy says "I'll take your hat" He's caught up in the magic of his smile Then leaps the heart inside him when and off across the floor he sends His clumsy body, graceful as a child He said "There's magic in the fiddler's arms and there's magic in this town There's magic in the dancers' feet and the way they put them down Smiling people everywhere, boots and ribbons and locks of hair Laughter and old blue suits and Easter gowns" The sailor's gone, the room is bare, the old piano's sitting there Someone's hat's left hanging on the rack Some empty chairs, the wooden floor that feels the touch of shoes no more Waiting for the dancers to come back And the fiddle's in the closet of some daughter of the town Strings are broke and the bow is gone and the case is buttoned down But often on December nights when the air is cold and the wind is right There's a melody comes passing through this town This page has been viewed 2324 times

He was stranded in some tiny town on fair Prince Edward Island
Waiting for a ship to come and find him
A one horse place, a friendly face, some coffee and a tiny trace
Of fiddlin' in the distance far behind him

A dime across the counter then, a shy hello, a brand new friend
A walk along the street in the wintry weather
A yellow light, an open door, a "Welcome friend, there's room for more"
Soon 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, did I hear it on the wind
Was it written on the sky above, I think I heard it from someone I love
But I never heard it sound so sweet since then

How his feet begin to tap, a little boy says "I'll take your hat"
He's caught up in the magic of his smile
Then leaps the heart inside him when and off across the floor he sends
His clumsy body, graceful as a child

He said "There's magic in the fiddler's arms and there's magic in this town
There's magic in the dancers' feet and the way they put them down
Smiling people everywhere, boots and ribbons and locks of hair
Laughter and old blue suits and Easter gowns"

The sailor's gone, the room is bare, the old piano's sitting there
Someone's hat's left hanging on the rack
Some empty chairs, the wooden floor that feels the touch of shoes no more
Waiting for the dancers to come back

And the fiddle's in the closet of some daughter of the town
Strings are broke and the bow is gone and the case is buttoned down
But often on December nights when the air is cold and the wind is right
There's a melody comes passing through this town

This page has been viewed 2324 times

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