No Kinda Dancer | Max and Heather Stalling

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No Kinda Dancer - Written by Robert Earl Keen
Recorded Live December 10, 2021
McGonigel's Mucky Duck | Home of the Livest Music in Texas™
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Lyrics:
The first of the month
Brings back the notion
Of a big round white dance hall
And a cool summer night
Red cherry faces set black shoes in motion
To the oom pa pa rythym of a German delight
And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer
'Took my hand to prove I was wrong
You guided me gently
Though I thought I could never
We were dancing together at the end of the song
A taught little bald man
Like a German war hero
With buxom matrons to a quick John Paul Jones
Drapes of crepe paper
A ball made of mirrors
Cast shiny reflections on a brass slide trombone
And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer
'Took my hand to prove I was wrong
You guided me gently
Though I thought I could never
We were dancing together at the end of the song
A man was still dancing
With his phantom partner
Though the band had quit playing
At the evening's end
And it made me feel lucky that I had a partner
To teach me the dance steps
And come back again
And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer
'Took my hand to prove I was wrong
You guided me gently
Though I thought I could never
We were dancing together at the end of the song
And I tried hard to tell you
'Took my hand to prove I was wrong
You guided me gently
Though I thought I could never
We were dancing together at the end of the song