Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Ballad Of St Anne's Reel David Mallett 
He was stranded in some tiny town on fair Prince Edward Island Waiting 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, a "Welcome friend, there's room for more" Soon 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, did I hear it on the wind Was it written on the sky above, I think I heard it from someone I love But I never heard it sound so sweet since then 
How his feet begin to tap, a little boy says "I'll take your hat" He's caught up in the magic of his smile Then leaps the heart inside him when and off across the floor he sends His clumsy body, graceful as a child 
He said "There's magic in the fiddler's arms and there's magic in this town There's magic in the dancers' feet and the way they put them down Smiling people everywhere, boots and ribbons and locks of hair Laughter and old blue suits and Easter gowns" 
The sailor's gone, the room is bare, the old piano's sitting there Someone's hat's left hanging on the rack Some empty chairs, the wooden floor that feels the touch of shoes no more Waiting for the dancers to come back 
And the fiddle's in the closet of some daughter of the town Strings are broke and the bow is gone and the case is buttoned down But often on December nights when the air is cold and the wind is right There's a melody comes passing through this town