Ballad Of St Anne's Reel - John Denver Cover

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    celticheartbeat

    Published on Jun 04, 2022
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    Hi Everyone

    This is another song I have played in a while that I am re visiting for a campfire session this evening.

    This one is called "The Ballad Of St Annes Reel"

    He was stranded in some tiny town
    On fair Prince Edward Isle
    Awaitin' 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
    And a welcome friend, there's room for more
    And 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 then

    Now his feet begin to tap
    A young boy says I'll take your cap
    He's caught up in the magic of his smile
    And leap the heart inside him went
    And off across the floor he sent
    His 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 gowns

    Now the sailors' gone, the room is bare
    The old piano settin' there
    Someone's hat's left hanging on the rack
    And empty chairs, the wooden floor
    That feels the touch of shoes no more
    Awaitin' 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

    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 gowns

    Laughter and old blue suits and easter gowns

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