Dancin' where the stars go blue Dancin' where the evening fell Dancin' in your wooden shoes In a wedding gown Dancin' out on 7th street Dancin'
Close the door and leave me inside i'll miss the fireworks burning in those eyes remember the songs that we use to sing.. come august i'll still be singing
Night is fallin' on this honky tonk city country music spliin' out on the street sure can sound good to a hard workin' man at the end of a hard workin
: Make haste and find the future. We were outcasted so tragically. Curse the tide, and shun the sun, who needs it anyway? Become a black sheep with me