The Dancer
By Dub Miller
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In deep East Texas on a Saturday night, A VFW hall with some neon lights
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And some sawdust on the floor that's where he'll be found
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His next birthday he'll be ninety-four but he really don't care, he don't count 'em no more
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And he'll tell another story if you'll buy one more round
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He'll dance any dance, fast or slow, he can do the waltz or the Cotton Eyed Joe
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Every woman in the place, they've all got their eye on him
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He's a sweet old man but don't let him fool ya, he's quick with a wink or a smile to woo ya
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But don't fall in love cause it's all just a dance to him
Well he first started coming just after the war when the band played for free, cause the people were poor
Bob Wills was still a youngster, ol' Hank had yet to be heard
Now fifty years later, he's still going strong, still flirting with the ladies dancing all night long
And if you wait long enough, you might just get your turn
Chorus
Solo
Key Change to E
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I know some day he'll reach the end of the line and I have a funny feeling when it comes his time
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He'll just strike up the band, take a slow waltz right on in
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But his memory round here I know will live for years in the stories from the band and the ladies in tears
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And us boys on the dance floor who all learned so much from him
Chorus - also in key of E
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