โหลดเพลง mp3 Holly Ann - Judy Collins

Holly Ann - Judy Collins
She is a weaver
Through her hands the bright thread travels
Blue green water willows weeping silver stars

She sings and sighs as the shuttle flies
Through the yarn like a Kerry dancer

Pink and purple velvet red for a lover's bed

Living north of San Francisco

With a man who built his house alone

Living peaceful in the country

The lights of the golden gate will lead her home

She is a spinner
In her hands the wooden wheel turns the wool around
Then around again

A gypsy from Bolinas
Sits and plays the mandolin

Faces smile in the firelight of a foggy night

Living north of San Francisco

Sometimes it's nice to be alone

She says it's peaceful where she is living

The lights of the golden gate will lead her home

You can see the bridges of the city

Hanging in the air by steel and stone

She says it's peaceful where she's living

The lights of the golden gate will lead her home

She is a weaver
Through her hand the bright thread travels
Blue green water willows weeping silver stars

She is my sister
The baby born when I was older

Her hands are light
Her hair is bright as the summer sun

Living north of San Francisco

Sometimes it's nice to be alone

She says it's peaceful in the country

The lights of the golden gate will lead her home

The lights of the golden gate will lead her home