Robert Earl Keen - No Kinda Dancer lyrics

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The first of the month brings back the notion

Of a big round white dance hall and a cool summer night

Red cherry faces set black shoes in motion

To the oom pa pa rhythm of a German delight

And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer

Took my hand to prove I was wrong

You guided me gently though I thought I could never

We were dancing together at the end of the song

A taught little bald man like a German war hero

With buxom matrons to a quick John Paul Jones

Drapes of crepe paper a ball made of mirrors

Cast shiny reflections on a brass slide trombone

And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer

Took my hand to prove I was wrong

You guided me gently though I thought I could never

We were dancing together at the end of the song

A man was still dancing with his phantom partner

Though the band had quit playing at the evening's end

And it made me feel lucky that I had a partner

To teach me the dance steps and come back again

And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer

Took my hand to prove I was wrong

You guided me gently though I thought I could never

We were dancing together at the end of the song

And I tried hard to tell you

Took my hand to prove I was wrong

You guided me gently though I thought I could never

We were dancing together at the end of the song