| Song | Like An Old Fashioned Waltz - Live At The Troubadour |
| Artist | Fairport Convention |
| Album | The Notes And The Words: A Collection Of Demos And Rarities |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Denny | |
| Roses are red, and violets are blue, | |
| Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, | |
| Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, | |
| Like the music we hear, | |
| Those things we'll always hold dear, | |
| Like an old fashioned waltz. | |
| When the moonlight shines down on the | |
| Hollywood world, | |
| And the heroine waits for her beau to return, | |
| And violins play from behind garden walls, | |
| How I'd love to remain with the silver refrain of an old fashioned waltz. | |
| As they dance round the floor, and there's no-one else there, and the world is no more and there's never a care, by the perfect lagoon where the nightingale calls, with only the moon and the nostalgic tune of an old fashioned waltz. | |
| Roses are red and violets are blue, | |
| Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, | |
| Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, | |
| Like the music we hear, | |
| Those things we'll always hold dear, | |
| Like an old fashioned waltz, | |
| Like an old fashioned waltz, | |
| An old fashioned waltz. |
| zuo ci : Denny | |
| Roses are red, and violets are blue, | |
| Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, | |
| Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, | |
| Like the music we hear, | |
| Those things we' ll always hold dear, | |
| Like an old fashioned waltz. | |
| When the moonlight shines down on the | |
| Hollywood world, | |
| And the heroine waits for her beau to return, | |
| And violins play from behind garden walls, | |
| How I' d love to remain with the silver refrain of an old fashioned waltz. | |
| As they dance round the floor, and there' s noone else there, and the world is no more and there' s never a care, by the perfect lagoon where the nightingale calls, with only the moon and the nostalgic tune of an old fashioned waltz. | |
| Roses are red and violets are blue, | |
| Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, | |
| Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, | |
| Like the music we hear, | |
| Those things we' ll always hold dear, | |
| Like an old fashioned waltz, | |
| Like an old fashioned waltz, | |
| An old fashioned waltz. |
| zuò cí : Denny | |
| Roses are red, and violets are blue, | |
| Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, | |
| Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, | |
| Like the music we hear, | |
| Those things we' ll always hold dear, | |
| Like an old fashioned waltz. | |
| When the moonlight shines down on the | |
| Hollywood world, | |
| And the heroine waits for her beau to return, | |
| And violins play from behind garden walls, | |
| How I' d love to remain with the silver refrain of an old fashioned waltz. | |
| As they dance round the floor, and there' s noone else there, and the world is no more and there' s never a care, by the perfect lagoon where the nightingale calls, with only the moon and the nostalgic tune of an old fashioned waltz. | |
| Roses are red and violets are blue, | |
| Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, | |
| Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, | |
| Like the music we hear, | |
| Those things we' ll always hold dear, | |
| Like an old fashioned waltz, | |
| Like an old fashioned waltz, | |
| An old fashioned waltz. |