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He was stranded in a tiny town on fair Prince Edward Island 
                               A
Waiting for a ship to come and find him 
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A one horse place, a friendly face, some coffee, and a tiny trace 
   D               A              D
Of fiddling in the distance far behind him. 


      D                               G            D
And a dime across the counter then, a shy hello, a brand new friend 
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A walk along the street in the wintry weather 
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A yellow light, an open door, and a welcome friend there's room for more
    D                     A              D
And then they're standing there inside together. 

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He said I've heard that tune before somewhere but I can't remember when 
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Was it on some other friendly shore, did I hear it in the wind 
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Was it written on the sky above, I think I heard it from someone I love 
      G              A                    D
But I never heard it sound so sweet since then. 

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And now his feet begin to tap and a little boy says I'll take your cap 
                                    A
And he spun off in the magic of her smile 
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And leaped the heart within him went when off across the floor he sent 
    D           A             D
His clumsy body graceful as a child. 

                A                                 G             D
He said there's magic in the fiddlers and there's magic in this town 
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There's magic in the dancers' feet and the way they put them down 
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People smiling everywhere, boots and fiddles, locks of hair, 
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And laughter oh blue suits and Easter gowns. 

    D                                    G           D
The sailor's gone, the room is bare, the old piano's sitting there 
                                    A
Someone's hat's left hanging on the rack 
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The empty chairs, the wooden floor that feels the touch of shoes no more 
  D               A               D
A-waiting for the dancers to come back. 

        A                              G               D
And the fiddle's in the closet of some daughter of the town 
    A                                           G                Bm
The strings are broke, the bow is gone, and the cover’s buttoned down 
    D               A                     G                   D
But sometimes on December nights when the air is cold and the wind is right 
          G           A                  D
There's a melody that passes through the town.

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