Lyrics

The piper in his feather coat
©2015 T.G. Vanini

The piper in his feather coat
He played for me his music
Sweet trillings on the morning breeze
And every note was magic

At the dawn of the day
I listened to him play
And all the world was melody
The rest was washed away.

He played his tune a second time
And every note still magic
And all the woods for miles around
Were dancing to his music

At the dawn of the day
I listened to him play
And then he flew away.