No Kinda Dancer Lyrics

No Kinda Dancer
Keen
First of the month brings back the notion
Of a big round white dancehall in the cool summer night.
Red cherrub faces set black shoes in motion
To the om pa pa rhythm of a German delight.
- And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer.
Takin' my hand to prove I was wrong.
You guided me gently though I thought I could never.
We were dancin' together at the end of the song. -
A tot little baldman, like a German war hero
Would box some old matrons to a quick Jon Paul Jones.
Drapes of crate paper, the ball made of mirror,
Cast shiney reflections on a brass slide trombone.
- And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer.
Takin' my hand to prove I was wrong.
You guided me gently though I thought I could never.
We were dancin' together at the end of the song. -
- BREAK-
The man was still danin' with his fan of partner
Though the band had quit playin' at the evening's end.
It made me feel lucky that I had a partner
To teach me the dancesteps and come back again.
- And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer.
Takin' my hand to prove I was wrong.
You guided me gently though I thought I could never.
We were dancin' together at the end of the song.
And I tried hard to tell you - - -
Takin' my hand to prove I was wrong.
You guided me gently though I thought I could never.
We were dancin' together at the end of the song. -
CHORDS
Bm = XX4432 or 224432
G = 320033 or 320003
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