Slow Dance More

Grady Johnson was a common man
Four children and some bottom land
"Early to bed," he said, "Now that ain't me
Gotta spend some time with my family"

Left to it's own device May becomes June
And children grow up way too soon

So love your neighbor as yourself
Don't use money to measure wealth
Trust in God but lock your door
Buy low, sell high, and slow dance more

Mama Johnson was Grady's wife
She bore his children and she graced his life
Hand in hand, side by side
They worked hard to simplify

Some folks have, some have not
What matters most is what you do with what you've got

So love your neighbor as yourself
Don't use money to measure wealth
Trust in God but lock your door
Buy low, sell high, and slow dance more, and more

I think I understand
What my father's father meant
When he said, "Son, what matters most
You can count on just one hand"

Love your neighbor as yourself
Don't use money to measure wealth
Trust in God but lock your door
Buy low, sell high, and slow dance more

Buy low, sell high, and slow dance more