Biografía:
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
D G D
He was stranded in a tiny town on fair Prince Edward Island
A
Waiting for a ship to come and find him
G A D G
A one horse place, a friendly face, some coffee, and a tiny trace
D A D
Of fiddling in the distance far behind him.
D G D
And a dime across the counter then, a shy hello, a brand new friend
A
A walk along the street in the wintry weather
G A D G
A yellow light, an open door, and a welcome friend there's room for more
D A D
And then they're standing there inside together.
A G D
He said I've heard that tune before somewhere but I can't remember when
A G Bm
Was it on some other friendly shore, did I hear it in the wind
D A G D
Was it written on the sky above, I think I heard it from someone I love
G A D
But I never heard it sound so sweet since then.
D G D
And now his feet begin to tap and a little boy says I'll take your cap
A
And he spun off in the magic of her smile
G A D G
And leaped the heart within him went when off across the floor he sent
D A D
His clumsy body graceful as a child.
A G D
He said there's magic in the fiddlers and there's magic in this town
A G Bm
There's magic in the dancers' feet and the way they put them down
D A G D
People smiling everywhere, boots and fiddles, locks of hair,
G A D
And laughter oh blue suits and Easter gowns.
D G D
The sailor's gone, the room is bare, the old piano's sitting there
A
Someone's hat's left hanging on the rack
G A D G
The empty chairs, the wooden floor that feels the touch of shoes no more
D A D
A-waiting for the dancers to come back.
A G D
And the fiddle's in the closet of some daughter of the town
A G Bm
The strings are broke, the bow is gone, and the cover’s buttoned down
D A G D
But sometimes on December nights when the air is cold and the wind is right
G A D
There's a melody that passes through the town.
He was stranded in a tiny town on fair Prince Edward Island
A
Waiting for a ship to come and find him
G A D G
A one horse place, a friendly face, some coffee, and a tiny trace
D A D
Of fiddling in the distance far behind him.
D G D
And a dime across the counter then, a shy hello, a brand new friend
A
A walk along the street in the wintry weather
G A D G
A yellow light, an open door, and a welcome friend there's room for more
D A D
And then they're standing there inside together.
A G D
He said I've heard that tune before somewhere but I can't remember when
A G Bm
Was it on some other friendly shore, did I hear it in the wind
D A G D
Was it written on the sky above, I think I heard it from someone I love
G A D
But I never heard it sound so sweet since then.
D G D
And now his feet begin to tap and a little boy says I'll take your cap
A
And he spun off in the magic of her smile
G A D G
And leaped the heart within him went when off across the floor he sent
D A D
His clumsy body graceful as a child.
A G D
He said there's magic in the fiddlers and there's magic in this town
A G Bm
There's magic in the dancers' feet and the way they put them down
D A G D
People smiling everywhere, boots and fiddles, locks of hair,
G A D
And laughter oh blue suits and Easter gowns.
D G D
The sailor's gone, the room is bare, the old piano's sitting there
A
Someone's hat's left hanging on the rack
G A D G
The empty chairs, the wooden floor that feels the touch of shoes no more
D A D
A-waiting for the dancers to come back.
A G D
And the fiddle's in the closet of some daughter of the town
A G Bm
The strings are broke, the bow is gone, and the cover’s buttoned down
D A G D
But sometimes on December nights when the air is cold and the wind is right
G A D
There's a melody that passes through the town.
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