Save a Dance

When was the last time you've seen a man play
the banjo with a harmonica to his face?
When was the last time you kicked off your Sunday shoes
and started movin' like you did when you were 22?

All of these things are here today, could be gone tomorrow
All that would remain are old photographs from long ago
And just like her, a rarity hidden from the rest of the world
I'll write a song, I'll save a dance

Save a dance for that girl (woah, woah)
Save a dance for that girl (woah, woah)
Save a dance for that girl (woah, woah)
Save a dance for that girl (woah, woah)

When was the last time you sat down and played a game with
someone who wanted to play one with you all the same?

All of these things are here today, could be gone tomorrow
All that would remain are old photographs from long ago
And just like her, a rarity hidden from the rest of the world
I'll write a song, I'll save a dance

Save a dance for that girl (woah, woah)
Save a dance for that girl (woah, woah)
Save a dance for that girl (woah, woah)
Save a dance for that girl (woah, woah)

Just look at you, over there
at the starting line of a thousand-yard stare
Step with me and take my hand
while we're young and while we can
Lucky for us I saved a dance

Save a dance for that girl (woah, woah)
Save a dance for that girl (woah, woah)
Save a dance for that girl (woah, woah)
Save a dance for that girl (woah, woah)
Save a dance for that girl

Used to be the same, now we're somethin' different
Used to laugh together, now I'm independant
Got my brain trained to be movin' on,
but with every key I press I'm writin' you a new song
Kick it to the street, every girl I meet (c'mon)
ain't up to speed with weed that we're smokin'
Hope you smoke, save a dance for me girl
Save a dance for me (yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Arthur Crowe Boucher
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