Текст песни Nancy Miles - Foster , Allen

Nancy was a tinker girl
Who roamed the country roads
And I will tell you how she came
To be a legend in her time
And the reason that I've come to know
Well the tinker told me so
For better than to pass to me
The tale of Nancy Myles

Nancy's father tinker Dan
He was a poor but honest man
Drove a horse drawn caravan
All through the Emerald Isle
When Nancy was no more a child
Dan he didn't have to toil
Men would come from far and wide
To pay for Nancy Myles

There's pretty girls in magazines
Movie stars and beauty queens
Nancy was the prettiest girl
A man had ever seen
And the gleam of love within her eyes
When she'd look at you and smile
Made you feel you were just the man
She longed to see

Before the age of twenty one
A hundred men had come and gone
None of them could win
The gleam of love that was in her eyes
Any man who loved her then
Never was the same again
His memories was haunted
With thoughts of Nancy Myles

In every town and village too
The fame of Nancy grew and grew
Soon her name was spoken at many a campfire side
And in Ballinasloe on her spare day
The tinker men would have their say
Many a fight was fought
To win the court of Nancy Myles

I hope that you won't get me wrong
Nancy was the sweetest one
Heart so full of kindness
And as charming as her smile
She was known throughout the land
The queen of all the tinker clan
Was the dream of every man
To marry Nancy Myles

Before the age of thirty one
A thousand men had come and gone
None of them could win
The gleam of love that was in her eyes
Every man that loved her then
Never was the same again
His memory was haunted
With thoughts of Nancy Myles

Then there came the saddest day
When Nancy's father passed away
The loss aggrieved her dearly
And her heart was filled with pain
Family friends and courtin' men
Never saw her smile again
A change had taken place
Within the heart of Nancy Myles

Before the age of fourty one
Nancy she had come and gone
They searched the country over
Not a trace of her could find
Nancy's memory will live on
As long as tinker men are born
Proudly they will sing the song
For the tinker Nancy Myles

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