Light the streets up like old gay Paris
Hear the songs they played for you and me
My weary heart stood stock still stock still
While our hips swayed with their own free will

Lands deserted by crushing blue blows
Are nothing like the sight of your silver clothes
We won't dance again my dear I fear
But the music plays when we're near you're near

Please forgive these hands of mine
For they tremble and untwine
All these knots we've banded to
The steps that we once knew

Shake your locks free and bow your boughs
Down falls the canopy of your silvered crown
Age don't mean a thing my dear I fear
As long as music plays when we're near you're near

Please forgive these hands of mine
For they tremble and untwine
All these knots we've banded to
The steps that we once knew

Strike the band up and play on play on
Lighter now with the soft spoken dawn
My weary heart beat in time in tune
Until the music stopped and our dance did too.


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Grand Old Paris song meanings
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