Dancing at the VFW - Acoustic

I gave 4 years to the army, when Uncle Sam Called my name
And 40 more, to the railroad, along with my left knee
But every Friday I saved for you
And we'd go dancing at the VFW

I'd slip on my good boots, the ones you told me not to ruin
You'd pick out a dress and a pair of dancing shoes
Step down those stairs out of a dream and we'd give em' hell
Two stepping to a Hank Williams Tune

And everything would be alright, at least one night a week
But maybe one night, is all you really need
And the wolves were howling at the door
But they may as well have been on some far-off distant shore
When you stepped on to the dance floor
When you stepped on to the dance floor

Everyone said that you'd be forever young
When they saw you cut a rug
But time doesn't do what it's told
When it left you in that hospital room
With nothing there but a parking lot view
Because we can't stop getting old
No, we can't stop getting old

And I sat there in the back of that church
With those boys you raised so well
While the choir sang your song
But at God, I wanted to yell
As they sang 'Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me'
And then we laid you in the ground
God, I hope you're dancing now
God, I hope you're dancing now