John Denver — Tom D
Confira a cifra completa de The Ballad Of St Annes Reel no UkeMaster Pro.
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He was stranded in some tiny town on fair Prince Edward Isle
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Awaitin' for a ship to come and find him
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A one-horse place, a friendly face, some coffee and a tiny trace
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Of fiddlin' in the distance far behind him
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A dime across the counter then, a shy hello, a brand new friend
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A walk along the street in the wintry weather
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A yellow light, an open door and a welcome friend, there's room for more
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And then they're standing there inside together
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He said I've heard that tune before somewhere but I can't remember when
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Was it on some other friendly shore or did I hear it on the wind
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Was it written on the sky above, I think I heard it from someone I loved
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But I never heard it sound so sweet since then
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Now his feet begin to tap, a little boy says I'll take your hat
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He's caught up in the magic of her smile
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And leap, the heart inside him went and off across the floor he sent
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His clumsy body graceful as a child
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He said there's magic in the fiddler's arm, there's magic in this town
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There's magic in the dancers' feet and the way they put them down
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People smilin' everywhere, boots and ribbons, locks of hair
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And laughter and old blue suits and easter gowns
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Now the sailors' gone, the rooms are bare, the old piano settin' there
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Someone's hat's left hanging on the rack
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And empty chairs, the wooden floor that feels the touch of shoes no more
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Awaitin' for the dancers to come back
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And the fiddle's in the closet of some daughter of the town
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The strings are broke and the bow is gone and the cover's buttoned down
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But sometimes on December nights when the air is cold and the wind is right
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There's a melody that passes through this town
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