Margarets Waltz

A F#m Bm E I'm not the kind to sit and pine for places far away A F#m Bm E A Every town I travel to has its charms and its delights A F#m Bm E But something about the moon tonight sent a longing to my soul A F#m Bm E A To be at a dance with the one I love on a warm prairie night A F#m Bm E And I can hear that Margaret's Waltz, that fiddle play so sweet F#m C#m D E And I can feel the spring of the hardwood floor beneath my feet A F#m D Bm I close my eyes and I see the lights of town twinkling at night A F#m Bm E A They say that home is where your heart is. I guess they're right A F#m C#m D A F#m Bm E A A7 D A A F#m Bm E A A F#m Bm E So please forgive me, but tonight, my thoughts are far away A F#m Bm E A To the place my memory will go, if I give it half a chance A F#m Bm E I smell the sage upon the air and I'm walking arm in arm A F#m Bm E A With the one I love towards the sound of an old-time country dance A F#m Bm E And I can hear that Margaret's Waltz, that fiddle play so sweet F#m C#m D E And I can feel the spring of the hardwood floor beneath my feet A F#m D Bm I close my eyes and I see the lights of town twinkling at night A F#m Bm E A They say that home is where your heart is. I guess they're right