מילים לשיר The Violin – City Boy

A kindly word for friends and strangers almost anyone she meets A lonely house at the end of the road full of silly memories And when the locals laugh at her she turns a blind eye to it all She sees the irony and so what no
A grey old lady, touched and lonesome, just a little bit eccentric But no
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And she sat that night in her chair by the fire hearing his violin Tears appeared and burned her cheeks as he caressed every string As the dawn arrives to hurt her eyes the coals are growing dim And when the room grows cold she still recalls every inch of him. Germaine was a leggy lady, barely old enough to know how To hold the right knife at the table it was difficult but somehow She caught the eye of an evening pirate and he sailed his way into her heart Her Valentino played violin till it was well into the night Enjoyed her evening oh so much although she never ate a bite So Cinderella lost her slipper to a Lilting, Latin Gigolo. Chorus .And he stood that night by the tableside playing his violin Tears arrived in Germaine's eyes as he caressed every string As the day appeared with the tables cleared, she was still there listening And she rose to go with her eyes still closed, but she paused to glance at him. There was no
A little weary eyed, but smiling she wandered home. alone. Then every evening she came back to her table by the window
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