《St. Annes Reel》歌词

[00:00:00] Ballad Of St. Annes Reel - Folk Songs From Scotland

[00:00:02] Written by：D. Mallet

[00:00:04] He was stranded in some tiny town

[00:00:07] On fair prince edward isle

[00:00:09] Awaitin' for a ship to come and find him

[00:00:13] A one horse place a friendly face

[00:00:15] Some coffee and a tiny trace

[00:00:18] Of fiddlin' in the distance far behind him

[00:00:22] A dime across the counter then

[00:00:24] A shy hello a brand new friend

[00:00:26] A walk along the street in the wintry weather

[00:00:30] A yellow light an open door

[00:00:32] And a welcome friend there's room for more

[00:00:35] And then they're standing there inside together

[00:00:38] He said I've heard that tune before somewhere

[00:00:41] But I can't remember when

[00:00:43] Was it on some other friendly shore

[00:00:45] Or did I hear it on the wind

[00:00:48] Was it written on the sky above

[00:00:50] I think I heard it from someone I loved

[00:00:52] But I never heard it sound so sweet since then

[00:01:16] Now his feet begin to tap

[00:01:18] A little boy says I'll take your hat

[00:01:20] He's caught up in the magic of her smile

[00:01:25] And leap the heart inside him went

[00:01:26] And off across the floor he sent

[00:01:29] His clumsy body graceful as a child

[00:01:32] He said there's magic in the fiddler's arm

[00:01:35] There's magic in this town

[00:01:37] There's magic in the dancers' feet

[00:01:39] And the way they put them down

[00:01:43] Smilin' people everywhere

[00:01:45] Boots and ribbons locks of hair

[00:01:47] And laughter and old blue suits and easter gowns

[00:02:11] Now the sailors' gone the room is bare

[00:02:13] The old piano settin' there

[00:02:15] Someone's hat's left hanging on the rack

[00:02:19] And empty chairs the wooden floor

[00:02:21] That feels the touch of shoes no more

[00:02:23] Awaitin' for the dancers to come back

[00:02:28] And the fiddle's in the closet

[00:02:29] Of some daughter of the town

[00:02:31] The strings are broke and the bow is gone

[00:02:34] And the cover's buttoned down

[00:02:37] But sometimes on december nights

[00:02:39] When the air is cold and the wind is right

[00:02:41] There's a melody that passes through this town