letra de good time for a fiddle and bow/the christmas eve reel - fairport convention
boots on the ground, fiddle in hand
old rock road, stone of sand
spring through winter across this land
gale and the rain and the sun
magic of tin, curve of a rim
you made when you last dropped in
now leaves are gone and robins sing
a winter freeze upon us
frost it lies on the top of the hill
down the old back lane on the window sill
warmed by the fire from the winter chill
good time for a fiddle and bow
stories told, sunset sky
lonesome reel, passers by
tea in a mug and a star on high
and wood, and bow, and rosin
friendly gathering after dark
“paddy’s rambles in the park”
spitting reel fire’s spark
those ancient spirits rising
frost it lies on the top of the hill
down the old back lane on the window sill
warmed by the fire from the winter chill
good time for a fiddle and bow
every fiddle in donegal
plays such magic when you call
“policeman’s holiday” and all
beneath your fingers nightly
join us here, welcome in
daylight fades, clock chimes ring
heart of our home with the tunes you bring
your fiddle and bow to cheer us
frost it lies on the top of the hill
down the old back lane on the window sill
warmed by the fire from the winter chill
good time for a fiddle and bow
frost it lies on the top of the hill
down the old back lane on the window sill
warmed by the fire from the winter chill
good time for a fiddle and bow
frost it lies on top of the hill
frost it lies on top of the hill
frost it lies on top of the hill
frost it lies on top of the hill
frost it lies on top of the hill
letras aleatórias
- letra de passage (live session) - sheldon
- letra de emopain - 6kyl4rk
- letra de наша земля - riznovydy
- letra de see you when the end's near - day wave
- letra de 17 - mascott
- letra de life, camera, action - the cross movement
- letra de exitus - psycroptic
- letra de čtyři - meizyy
- letra de səndən qalan xatirələr - çilənay
- letra de favela querida - guiné