Testo The Ballad Of St. Anne's Reel

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