Club Zydeco Moon Written by Toby Keith & Eddy Raven Recorded by Toby Keith Intro.: (Am) x 8 bars (Am) She was a dancer at the Club Zydeco Moon (E) An all night social house and all day sa-(Am)loon She had the face and body, the devil's own design Her (E)lips were full and sugar sweet as blackberry (Am)wine
(Chorus) She (G)danced around my table, flashin' (Am)gris-gris eyes at me (G)Swayin' to the tempo of a (Am)squeezebox melody She reached down and snatched the folded money from my fist So (E)easy to give into and too hard to re-(Am)sist (Chorus) (G) She did her business under-(Am)neath the candle light (G) Always aware of Mama (Am)Zuzu's watchful eye How many young boys have lost their innocence (E) Turned into old men wonderin' where their money (Am)went Inst.: |(F) |(F) |(Am) |(Am) |(F) |(F) |(G) |(G) |(E) |(E) --- What (Am)happened 20 years ago seem like yesterday I don't drive through that part of town, I (E)go the other way (Am) She still dances through my bedroom every time I go to sleep To the (E)rhythm of the music that the squeezebox player (Am)keeps (Chorus) I (G)smell the incense burning Mama (Am)Zuzu's cigarette Lou-(G)isiana heat wave and the (Am)midnight summer sweat Somewhere down that alley, there's an old run down saloon And she's (E)waiting there for me at Club Zydeco (Am)Moon (Chorus) She (G)danced around my table, flashin' (Am)gris-gris eyes at me (G)Swayin' to the tempo of a (Am)squeezebox melody She reached down and snatched the folded money from my fist So (E)easy to give into, too hard to re-(Am)sist (Tag) (Am) She was a dancer -----