Holly Ann Lyrics - 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 

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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 

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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