City Boy The Violin Lyrics

The Violin Lyrics

(Mason, Broughton)





A kindly word for friends and strangers
almost anyone she meets 



A lonely house at the end of the road
full of silly memories 



And when the locals laugh at her she turns
a blind eye to it all 



She sees the irony and so what no-one really
meant it 



A grey old lady, touched and lonesome, just a little bit
eccentric 



But no-one sees the secrets hidden in a diary stowed
beneath the stairs





Chorus 

And she sat that night in
her chair by the fire hearing his violin 



Tears appeared and
burned her cheeks as he caressed every string 



As the dawn arrives
to hurt her eyes the coals are growing dim 



And when the room grows
cold she still recalls every inch of him.





Germaine was a
leggy lady, barely old enough to know how 



To hold the right knife
at the table it was difficult but somehow 



She caught the eye of an
evening pirate and he sailed his way into her heart 





Her
Valentino played violin till it was well into the night 



Enjoyed
her evening oh so much although she never ate a bite 



So
Cinderella lost her slipper to a Lilting, Latin Gigolo.







Chorus 



.And he stood that night by the tableside playing his
violin 



Tears arrived in Germaine's eyes as he caressed every
string 



As the day appeared with the tables cleared, she was still
there listening 



And she rose to go with her eyes still closed, but
she paused to glance at him. 



There was no-one there but her and as
she sadly took her fur, she heard... 



A little weary eyed, but
smiling she wandered home... 



alone.





Then
every evening she came back to her table by the window 

-ac