The Floral Dance-Peter Dawson

歌手 : Peter Dawson

专辑 : Give Me the Rolling Sea

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:20

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TXT The Floral Dance-Peter Dawson 文本歌词

The Floral Dance - Peter Dawson

As I walked home on a Summer night

When stars in Heaven were shining bright

Far away from the footlight's glare

Into the sweet and scented air

Of a quaint old Cornish town

Borne from afar on the gentle breeze

Joining the murmur of the summer seas

Distant tones of an old world dance

Played by the village band perchance

On the calm air came floating down

I thought I could hear the curious tone

Of the cornet clarinet and big trombone

Fiddle cello big bass drum

Bassoon flute and euphonium

Far away as in a trance

I heard the sound of the Floral Dance

And soon I heard such a bustling and prancing

And then I saw the whole village was dancing

In and out of the houses they came

Old folk young folk all the same

In that quaint old Cornish town

Every boy took a girl around the waist

And hurried her off in tremendous haste

Whether they knew one another I care not

Whether they cared at all I know not

But they kissed as they danced along

And there was the band with that curious tone

Of the cornet clarinet and big trombone

Fiddle cello big bass drum

Bassoon flute and euphonium

Each one making the most of his chance

All together in the Floral Dance

I felt so lonely standing there

And I could only stand and stare

For I had no baby with me

Lonely I should have to be

In that quaint old Cornish town

When suddenly hast'ning down the lane

A figure I knew I saw quite plain

With outstretched hands she rushed along

And carried me into that merry throng

And fiddle and all went dancing down

We danced to the band with the curious tone

Of the cornet clarinet and big trombone

Fiddle cello big bass drum

Bassoon flute and euphonium

Each one making the most of his chance

Altogether in the Floral Dance

Dancing here prancing there

Jigging jogging everywhere

Up and down and round the town

Hurrah for the Cornish Floral Dance