The Ballad Of St. Anne's Reel-John Denver

[ti:The Ballad Of St. Anne's Reel] [ar:John Denver] [al:Autograph] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Ballad Of St. Anne's Reel - John Denver (约翰·丹佛) [00:07.10]He was stranded in some tiny town on fair Prince Edward Isle [00:11.22] [00:11.91]Awaiting for a ship to come and find him [00:14.90] [00:16.15]A one-horse place a friendly face some coffee and a tiny trace [00:20.58]Of fiddling in the distance far behind him [00:24.14] [00:25.01]A dime across the counter then a shy hello a brand new friend [00:29.38]A walk along the street in the wintry weather [00:31.80] [00:33.49]A yellow light an open door a welcome friend there's room for more [00:37.54]And then they're standing there inside together [00:41.60]He said I've heard that tune before somewhere but I can't remember when [00:46.28]Was it on some other friendly shore or did I hear it on the wind [00:50.65]Was it written on the sky above I think I heard it from someone I love [00:55.14]But I never heard it sound so sweet since then [00:59.14] [01:18.54]Now his feet begin to tap a little boy says I'll take your hat [01:22.47]He's caught up in the magic of her smile [01:26.03] [01:27.02]And leap the heart inside him went and off across the floor he sent [01:31.14]His clumsy body graceful as a child [01:34.02] [01:35.08]He said there's magic in the fiddler's arm there's magic in this town [01:39.82]There's magic in the dancers' feet and the way they put them down [01:43.75] [01:44.49]People smiling everywhere boots and ribbons locks of hair [01:48.67]And laughter and old blue suits and Easter gowns [01:51.61] [02:11.64]Now the sailor's gone the room is bare the old piano's sitting there [02:16.07]Someone's hat's left hanging on the rack [02:19.00] [02:20.44]And empty chairs the wooden floor that feels the touch of shoes no more [02:24.62]Awaiting for the dancers to come back [02:27.43] [02:28.74]And the fiddle's in the closet of some daughter of the town [02:33.23]The strings are broke and the bow is gone and the cover's buttoned down [02:37.72]But sometimes on December nights when the air is cold and the wind is right [02:42.21]There's a melody that passes through this town