GINNIE.

Author: Huw Williams
Artist: Fairport Convention

everyone can hear the music, you can
taste the mood of the wine
getting high on the beer and the
atmosphere of a good time
you can here everyone laughing like
they've got something to share
cigarette some and bad jokes hang in
the air
    But Ginnie doesn't hear it - I
    wonder does she realise
    she's sitting there with that faraway
    look in her eyes ?
    where she goes she doesn't say, but
    she'll leave you way behind
    somewhere else in her mind
But if the music is right, and the
rhythm is light
ginnie will dance the jig tonight

Soon we'll all bt singing the chorus
from some old song
guitars, fiddles, everything playing along
we'll all be hitting the high notes when
the piano begins to play
all those songs we hate but we sing
them anyway
    But ginnies doesn't hear it, it's that
    moment when she goes
    some place in her mind nobody
    knows
    her laughter's gone, her smile is
    faded, she loese it all and then
    that something forgotten comes back
    now and again

But if the music is right, and the
rhythm is light
ginnie will dance the jig tonight

    There are people talking everywhere
    but ginnie's all alone
    she's locked up in that little
    world of her own
    you can look into her eyes but
    there's something you won't see
    a forgotten moment of some old
    memory

But if the music is right, and the
rhythm is light
ginnie will dance the jig tonight


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