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ANNUAL WALTZ (John Hartford) The night is so cold, and life is so old, And the wind is now heavy with daydreams, And I hold your hand to the music, And think of the days of our youth. Every year at this time, when our feet so incline, And we hear those old musical memories, We slip through this dance like the first time We started in falling in love. This we do, and I'm still with you, And the heartbeat still calls for the Annual Waltz. It's our theme song for falling in love. Now, I laugh at you, and you laugh at me, While our grandchildren's children have babies. Way off in the future, we're long gone, But someone still mentions our name. Oh, pictures in books in small shady nooks Where descendants can learn all about us. But the dancing goes on... to a fiddle... As they still play the Annual Waltz. This we do, and I'm still with you, And the heartbeats still calls for the Annual Waltz. It's our theme song for falling in love. Recorded by John Hartford on "Annual Waltz," 1986. filename[ ANNWALTZ AZS |
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