City Boy - The Violin Lyrics
(Mason, Broughton)A kindly word for friends and strangers almost anyone she meetsA lonely house at the end of the road full of silly memoriesAnd when the locals laugh at her she turns a blind eye to it allShe sees the irony and so what no-one really meant itA grey old lady, touched and lonesome, just a little bit eccentricBut no-one sees the secrets hidden in a diary stowed beneath the stairsChorusAnd she sat that night in her chair by the fire hearing his violinTears appeared and burned her cheeks as he caressed every stringAs the dawn arrives to hurt her eyes the coals are growing dimAnd when the room grows cold she still recalls every inch of him.Germaine was a leggy lady, barely old enough to know howTo hold the right knife at the table it was difficult but somehowShe caught the eye of an evening pirate and he sailed his way into her heartHer Valentino played violin till it was well into the nightEnjoyed her evening oh so much although she never ate a biteSo Cinderella lost her slipper to a Lilting, Latin Gigolo.Chorus.And he stood that night by the tableside playing his violinTears arrived in Germaine's eyes as he caressed every stringAs the day appeared with the tables cleared, she was still there listeningAnd 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
