Song | Like An Old Fashioned Waltz - Live At The Troubadour |
Artist | Fairport Convention |
Album | The Notes And The Words: A Collection Of Demos And Rarities |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Denny | |
Roses are red, and violets are blue, | |
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, | |
Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, | |
Like the music we hear, | |
Those things we'll always hold dear, | |
Like an old fashioned waltz. | |
When the moonlight shines down on the | |
Hollywood world, | |
And the heroine waits for her beau to return, | |
And violins play from behind garden walls, | |
How I'd love to remain with the silver refrain of an old fashioned waltz. | |
As they dance round the floor, and there's no-one else there, and the world is no more and there's never a care, by the perfect lagoon where the nightingale calls, with only the moon and the nostalgic tune of an old fashioned waltz. | |
Roses are red and violets are blue, | |
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, | |
Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, | |
Like the music we hear, | |
Those things we'll always hold dear, | |
Like an old fashioned waltz, | |
Like an old fashioned waltz, | |
An old fashioned waltz. |
zuo ci : Denny | |
Roses are red, and violets are blue, | |
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, | |
Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, | |
Like the music we hear, | |
Those things we' ll always hold dear, | |
Like an old fashioned waltz. | |
When the moonlight shines down on the | |
Hollywood world, | |
And the heroine waits for her beau to return, | |
And violins play from behind garden walls, | |
How I' d love to remain with the silver refrain of an old fashioned waltz. | |
As they dance round the floor, and there' s noone else there, and the world is no more and there' s never a care, by the perfect lagoon where the nightingale calls, with only the moon and the nostalgic tune of an old fashioned waltz. | |
Roses are red and violets are blue, | |
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, | |
Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, | |
Like the music we hear, | |
Those things we' ll always hold dear, | |
Like an old fashioned waltz, | |
Like an old fashioned waltz, | |
An old fashioned waltz. |
zuò cí : Denny | |
Roses are red, and violets are blue, | |
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, | |
Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, | |
Like the music we hear, | |
Those things we' ll always hold dear, | |
Like an old fashioned waltz. | |
When the moonlight shines down on the | |
Hollywood world, | |
And the heroine waits for her beau to return, | |
And violins play from behind garden walls, | |
How I' d love to remain with the silver refrain of an old fashioned waltz. | |
As they dance round the floor, and there' s noone else there, and the world is no more and there' s never a care, by the perfect lagoon where the nightingale calls, with only the moon and the nostalgic tune of an old fashioned waltz. | |
Roses are red and violets are blue, | |
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, | |
Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, | |
Like the music we hear, | |
Those things we' ll always hold dear, | |
Like an old fashioned waltz, | |
Like an old fashioned waltz, | |
An old fashioned waltz. |