Dancing Boilerman
Hear me whistle a tune
From the boiler room in the golf ball factory
There once was a time I worked out on the line
But that ain't the life for me
Not since I got the call at the Square Dance Hall
It changed my whole life in a way
While they're all manufacturing
I'm back here practicing, dancing the day shift away
And the man left with the boiler
And a grand ridin' left round the stack
A quick dozy doe to those dials in a row
Check the pressure and promenade back
Got a few more years left as a toiler
'Til I make my retirement pay
Then I'll just roll away with a half a sachet
And get my chance to square dance my full life away
There used to be gloom in this boiler room
I'd just stare at the gauges all day
Then me and the wife got some juice in our life
We learned to dance at the YMCA
Now the record I play, it reminds me each day
Don't let the good life pass you by
Heat the steam pipes red-hot, oh, I'm so hot to trot
I'm gonna dance 'til the day that I die
Singing every man left with the boiler
And the grand ridin' left around the stack
A quick dosey doe to those dials in a row
Check the pressure and promenade back
Got a few more years left as a toiler
'Til I make my retirement pay
Then I'll just roll away with a half a sachet
And get my chance to square dance my full life away
From the boiler room in the golf ball factory
There once was a time I worked out on the line
But that ain't the life for me
Not since I got the call at the Square Dance Hall
It changed my whole life in a way
While they're all manufacturing
I'm back here practicing, dancing the day shift away
And the man left with the boiler
And a grand ridin' left round the stack
A quick dozy doe to those dials in a row
Check the pressure and promenade back
Got a few more years left as a toiler
'Til I make my retirement pay
Then I'll just roll away with a half a sachet
And get my chance to square dance my full life away
There used to be gloom in this boiler room
I'd just stare at the gauges all day
Then me and the wife got some juice in our life
We learned to dance at the YMCA
Now the record I play, it reminds me each day
Don't let the good life pass you by
Heat the steam pipes red-hot, oh, I'm so hot to trot
I'm gonna dance 'til the day that I die
Singing every man left with the boiler
And the grand ridin' left around the stack
A quick dosey doe to those dials in a row
Check the pressure and promenade back
Got a few more years left as a toiler
'Til I make my retirement pay
Then I'll just roll away with a half a sachet
And get my chance to square dance my full life away
Credits
Writer(s): Charlie King
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