Last Dance At the Last Chance

it was the last dance
at the last chance
on that rough and dusty road.
lotsa moon sky,
lotsa wide eye among the crowd.
lotsa cowboy touching cowgirl,
lotsa floating on the floor,
people whirling
texas waltz, fly on by.

here the old shoe
is on the other foot,
the slow nag is in the lead.
young bucks giving nervous looks
find their hearts fallen to their knees.

'cause they can see that one true love.
though the morning may bring them
a whole different story,
they'll be married to the memory
of the last dance at the last chance.

from the window in the hotel
you can hear the music move.
through the shade trees
and the low hills in the night.
lotsa warm mist on the lowlands,
lotsa semis on the road,
people whirling
texas waltz, fly on by.

here the sluefoot can wear
his dancing shoes.
the old man can charm his wife.
the forgotten can be happy news
and tired eyes can stand the light.