Original songs, all night
Rhett Calloway
Crimson StationNo. 413:463 playsKeep
Organ and voice
Two hundred folding chairs and a borrowed PAYour cousin on the mic calling out the first danceI've got two left feet and a rented suit that's tightAnd every uncle in Alabama watching me tonight
You take my hand like it's easyYou whisper "just look at me"And the band starts playing slowAnd I forget how to breathe
I can't dance, but I'm dancing with youStepping on your dress and your pretty shoesBig old fool in the middle of the roomI can't dance, but I'm dancing with youLet 'em laugh, let 'em take the pictureLet 'em talk about it for yearsI can't dance, Lord, I can't danceBut I'm dancing with you
Warm horns enter
My daddy never danced at his own weddingStood by the wall with his hands in his pockets all nightMy mama told me that she waited thirty yearsFor a man to ask her, and he never did it right
So I'm not gonna stand by the wallI'm not gonna wait for a signI'm gonna hold you in the middle of the lightFor the whole world and my mama to find
Band drops to organ, gospel choir enters
And my mama's out of her chair nowPulling my daddy by the sleeveAnd he's shaking his head, and he's laughingAnd he's dancing, Lord, he's dancingFor the first time in his life
Full band, horns, choir, voice tearing open
We can't dance, but we're dancing tonightEvery fool in the family under the lightsBig old hearts in the middle of the roomWe can't dance, but we're dancing with youLet 'em laugh, let 'em take the pictureLet 'em talk about it for yearsWe can't dance, Lord, we can't danceBut we're dancing
One more songDon't let go
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