There’s nothing else I’d rather do
Than to sit around and talk to you
And reminisce about a simpler time
The music that we made
Was simple but it stayed
In my memory and
On my mind

Dancin’ on daddy’s shoes
Dancin’ all around the room
Rollin’ the rug up—kickin’ our heels up
Dancin’ away the blues
Sister would clap along
Everyone would sing a song
Playin’ homemade music—dancin’ on daddy’s shoes

There’s something ‘bout this musty room
That makes me reel
Makes me swoon
That strange perfume is one of a kind
The rhythm takes me back
When I hear that razzmatazz
There’s no nicer feeling that I can find

Dancin’ on daddy’s shoes
Memories you’ll never loose
Dancin’ away the blues

Sentimental memories
Dancin’ on daddy’ shoes

Dancin’ on daddy’ shoes

Dancin’ on daddy’s shoes
Dancin’ all around the room
Rollin’ the rug up—kickin’ our heels up
Dancin’ away the blues
Sister would clap along
Everyone would sing a song
Playin’ homemade music—dancin’ on daddy’s shoes

Oh, dancin’ on daddy’s shoes



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    General CommentYep, stranger—them was red hot times
    And things, they wasn’t slow
    In this here little one hoss town
    Several years ago

    There was cussin’ Sam, the captain
    And when he came to town
    He would spend the baby’s money
    And suck good likker down

    As slippery Jake, the gambler
    He was one ornery galoot
    Was dealin’ faro ‘cross the way
    With skinnin’ games to boot

    Come stranger, don’t be bashful
    This party ain’t select
    Though you’re a simple tenderfoot
    The boys here won’t object

    Come on you over yonder
    A talkin’ to yer dog
    This ain’t no lunatic asylum
    Come—let’s have a clog

    So you don’t know how it’s done, hey?
    Yer modest—that is all
    Come boys—let’s start the music
    Now cowboy—balance all

    Start now—you’re up against it
    Close up yer open face
    That’s good—now slide out for the hills
    Yer dogs have quit the chase

    Go roll your freight and vanish
    Get out and split the breeze
    Shake out the lint that’s in yer clothes
    A little faster please

    Choose yer partner—hmmm, well yes
    And grab the next one after
    And it won’t harm nuthin’ if you do
    Shake the roof with laughter

    Fer it’s joytime—yessiree
    Come around prancin’
    Cause there’s nothing like the present
    For doin’ some dancin’

    Hear them fiddles—hain’t they great?
    Sufferin’ land-o-lawdy
    On the toes, Sweet—show yer stuff
    Come a’steppin’ gaudy

    Comes a’ragin’ down the line
    Whoopalorum let ‘er!
    Seems to me there’s little
    That makes a heart feel better

    Morning time is miles away
    Never ‘spect to hit the hay
    She’s a waitin’—wake up there!
    Promenade all—you know where!


    Wallace Coburn—Cowboy Fun and Robert Carr—Haller’s Dance [paraphrased]
    sillybunnyon September 22, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentAnd that poem pertains to the song’s meaning?

    At least for three of us—very possibly more …

    An enormously cherished memory—neck to neck with “I’m hot! I have a headache! (angel whines …)”
    He was delighted ... charmed ... ecstatic ...when he wasn't laughing his ass off ...
    sillybunnyon September 22, 2006   Link

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