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Mr. Bojangles

I knew a man, Bojangles and he danced for you
In worn out shoes
Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants
The old soft shoe
He jumped so high
He jumped sp high
Then he'd lightly touch down
I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was
Down and out
He looked to me to be the eyes of age
As he spoke right out
He talked of life
He talked of life
He laughed, clicked his heels and stepped
He said his name, Bojangles and he danced a lick
Across the cell
He grabbed his pants, a better stance
Oh, he jumped so high
Then he clicked his heels
He let go a laugh
He let go a laugh
Pushed back his clothes all around
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Dance
He danced for those in minstral shows and county fairs
Throughout the south
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and him
Traveled about
The dog up and died
He up and died
After twenty years he still grieves
He said I dance now at every chance in honky tonks
For drinks and tips
But most the time I spend behind these county bars
He said I drinks a bit
He shook his head
And as he shook his head
I heard someone ask him please
Please
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Dance

song performed by by Neil Diamond
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Mr. Bojangles

i knew a man bojangles and he'd dance for you in worn out shoes
Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, that old soft shoe
He'd jump so high, he'd jump so high, will he likely touch down ?
Mr. bojangles, mr. bojangles, dance.
I met him in a cell in new orleans, i was down and out
He looked to me to be the eye of age as he spoke right out
He talked of life, he talked of life, laughing slapped his leg stale
Mr. bojangles, mr. bojangles, dance.
He said the name bojangles and he danced a lick all across the cell
He grabbed his pants for a better stance, oh he jumped so high and he
Clicked up his heels
He let go laugh, he let go laugh, shook back his clothes all around
Mr. bojangles, mr. bojangles, dance, yeah, dance.
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughtout the south
He spoke with tears of 15 years of how his dog and him just travelled about
Hid dog up and died, he up and died, and after 20 years he still grieves
Mr. bojangles, mr. bojangles, dance.
He said "i dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips
But most of the time i spend behind these county bars, cause i drinks a bit"
He shook his head, yes he shook his head, i heard someone ask him, please?
Mr. bojangles, mr. bojangles, dance, dance, mr bojangles, dance.

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Mr Bojangles

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the whose garden was this? album, and has also been released on the changes album.
Knew a man bojangles and he danced for you
In worn out shoes
Silver hair ragged shirt and baggy pants
The old soft shoe
He jumped so high
He jumped so high
And hed lightly touched down
Mr bojangles mr bojangles mr bojangles dance
Met him in a cell
New orleans he was down and out
He looked to me to be the eyes of age as he
He spoke right out
He talked about life
He talked of life
He lightly slapped his leg instead
He said the name bojangles and he danced a lick
Across the cell
He grabbed his pants and took a stance
And he jumped so high
He clicked his heels
And he let go a laugh
He let go a laugh
Shook his clothes all around
Mr bojangles mr bojangles mr bojangles dance
We danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the south
We spoke in tears of fifteen years
How his dog and him
They travelled about
The dog up and died
He up and died
After twenty years he still grieves
They said I dance now at every chance and honky tonks
For drinks and tips
But most the time I spend behind these county bars
Cause I drinks a bit
And he shook his head now
He shook his head
And I heard someone ask please
Mr bojangles mr bojangles hey mr bojangles dance
Words and music by walker

song performed by by John Denver
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Mr. Bojangles

(1968) jerry jeff walker
I knew a man bojangles
Always danced with worn out shoes
The silver hair, a ragged shirt
And bare ragged paints
The old soft shoe
He jumps so high
He jumps so high and
Then he lightly touches down
I met him in a new orleans caf
He was down and out
____________
I knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you
In worn out shoes.
With silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants,
The old soft shoe.
He jumped so high, jumped so high, then he lightly touched down.
I met him in a cell in new orleans, i was
So down and out.
He looked at me to be the eyes of age,
As he spoke right out.
He talked of life, he talked of life. he laughed, clicked heels instead.
Mister bojangles
Mister bojangles
Mister bojangles,
Dance!
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the south.
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he
Traveled about.
His dog up and died, dog up and died, after twentyyears he still grieved.
He said, i dance now at every chance in honky tonks
For drinks and tips.
But most of the time i spend behind these county bars.
He said, i drink a bit.
He shook his head and as he shook his head i heard someone ask, please
Mister bojangles
Mister bojangles
Mister bojangles,
Dance!

song performed by by Nina Simone
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Mr. Bojangles

I knew a man bojangles and he'd dance for you,
In worn out shoes,
With silver hair, a ragged shirt, and baggy pants
The old soft shoe.
He jumped so high, jumped so high
Then he'd lightly touch down.
I met him in a cell in new orleans, i was down and out.
He looked to me to be the eyes of age as he spoke right out
He talked of life, talked of life, he laughed, slapped his leg a step
(chorus)
He said his name "bojangles" then he danced a lick across the cell
He grabbed his pants, a better stance, o he jumped so hi, & he clicked his heels
He let go a laugh, let go a laugh, shook back his clothes all around
(chorus)
He danced for those at minstrel shows & county fairs,
Throughout the south
He spoke with tears of 15 years how his dog and him traveled about.
His dog up and died, up and died, after 20 years he still grieves.
(chorus)
He said i dance now at every chance in honky tonks for drinks and tips
But most the time i spend behind these county bars cause i drinks a bit
He shook his head, and as he shook his head i heard someone ask him please
(chorus)

song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Mr. Bojangles

I knew a man Bojangles
And he'd dance for you
In worn out shoes

With silver hair a ragged shirt
And baggy pants
He would do the old soft shoe

He would jump so high
Jump so high
Then he lightly touch down

He told me of the time he worked with
Minstrel shows travelling
Throughout the south

He spoke with tears of fifteen years
How his dog and he
They would travel about.

But his dog up and died
He up and died
And after twenty years he still grieved

He said "I dance now
At every chance in the Honky Tonks
For my drinks and tips

But most the time I spend
Behind these country bars
You see on I drinks a bit"

Then he shook his head
Oh lord when he shook his head
I could swear I heard someone say please

Mister Bojangles
Call him Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles come back and dance please

Come back and dance again Mr Bojangles

song performed by by Robbie Williams from Swing When You're Winning
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The Scottish Dance

I once had myself a Scottish Lassie
She then became my joy and pride
Then one-night she gave me Scottish ale
Then she became my Scottish bride

~We then danced around the table
We danced across the floor
We danced and danced all night long
And then we drank a little more~

She enjoyed to go out clubbing
Her family and mates I would meet
She was so exciting and loving
And when I grabbed her she said I was cheek...

I once had myself a Scottish Lassie
She was also my Scottish bride
She fed me Scottish eggs and Haggis
I got so sick I thought I had nearly died.

~So we danced around the table
We danced across the floor
We danced and danced all night long
And then we ate a little more.~

She took me out dancing
Where I would meet her friends and mates
She would drink and dance all night long
How I wished to go back to the states...

I once had myself a Scottish Lassie
She was also my Scottish wife
She told me she loved me with all of her heart
And together we would share the same life.

~So we danced around the table
We danced across the floor
We danced and danced all night long
And then we loved a little more~

I would take her out drinking
Every Friday and Saturday night
One thing she loved more than drinking or singing
My lassie she loved to argue and fight...

I once had myself a Scottish Lassie
But that was many years ago
I will always remember my Scottish Lassie
And the places that we use to go

~We would dance around the table
We would dance across the floor
We would dance and dance all night long
And then we would dance a little more~

Now I am alone and single
But her memories and thoughts I do keep
I remember the good-times and not the bad
So now I smile and I never weep

~So I dance around the table
I dance across the floor
I dance and dance all night long
And then I drink and dance a little more~

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Tennesse Jed

Thirty two teeth in a jawbone
Alabama cryin for none
Before I have to hit him
I hope he's got the sense to run
Reason those poor girls love him
Promise them anything
Reason they believe him
He wears a big diamond ring
Alabama getaway
Alabama getaway
Only way to please me
Turn around and leave
and walk away
Majordomo Billy Bojangles
Sit down and have a drink with me
What's this about Alabame
Keeps comin back to me?
Heard your plea in the courthouse
Jurybox began to rock and rise
Forty-nine sister states all had
Alabama in their eyes
Alabama getaway
Alabama getaway
Only way to please me
Turn around and leave
and walk away
Why don't we just give Alabama
rope enough to hang himself?
Ain't no call to worry the jury
His kind takes care of itself
Twenty-third Psalm Majordomo
reserve me a table for three
in the Valley of the Shadow
just you, Alabama and me
Alabama getaway
Alabama getaway
Only way to please me
turn around and leave
and walk away

song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Something In The Air

Your coat and hat are gone
Ive really cant look at your little empty shelf
A ragged teddy bear
It feels like we never had a chance
Dont look me in the eye
We lay in each others arms
But the room is just an empty space
I guess weve lived it out
Something in the air
We smiled to fast then cant think of a thing to say
Lived with the best times
Left with the worst
Ive danced with you too long
Nothing left to save
Lets take what we can
I know you hold your head up high
Weve raced for the last time
A place of no return
And theres is something in the air
Something in my eye
Ive dance with you too long (yeah)
Something in the air
Something in my eye
Abracadoo, I loose you
We cant avoid the clash
The big mistake
Now were gonna pay and pay
The sentence of our lives
Cant believe Im asking you to go
We used what we could
To get the things we want
But we lost each other on the way
I guess you know I never wanted anyone more than you
Lived all our best times
Left with the worst
Ive danced with you to long
Say what you will
Theres something in the air
Raced for the last time
Well I know youll hold your head up high
But its nothing we have to say
Theres nothing in our eyes
But theres something in the air
Something in my eye
Ive danced with you too long
Theres something I have to say
Theres something in the air
Something in my eye
Do do do do
Do do do do
Ive danced with you too long
Do do do do
Do do do do
Danced with you too long
Do do
Danced with you too long
Something in the air
Something in the air
Do do do do
Do do do do

song performed by by David Bowie
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Alabama Getaway

32 teeth in a jawbone, alabama trying for none,
Before I have to hit him, I hope hes got the sense to run.
Reason the poor girls love him, promise them everything,
Why they all believe him? he wears a big diamond ring.
Alabama getaway, getaway. alabama getaway, getaway,
Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away.
Major domo billy bojangles, sit down and have a drink with me,
Whats this about alabama? it keeps a coming back to me.
Heard your plea in the courthouse, witness box began to rock and rise,
49 sister states all had alabama in there eyes.
Alabama getaway, getaway. alabama getaway, getaway,
Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away.
Major said why dont we give him rope enough to hang himself?
No need to worry the jury, this kind takes care of themselves.
23rd psalm major domo, reserve me a table for three,
Down in the valley of the shadow, just you, alabama, and me.
Alabama getaway, getaway. alabama getaway, getaway,
Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away.

song performed by by Grateful Dead
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The Night I couldn't Win

Why why why why why

A glass of wine to celebrate
Followed by many more
The day that I was to graduate
I wish to not remember at all

The wine it flowed all day and all night
My glass was never empty
Too drunk was I, so I turned out the light
At around 11.20

Here is where things begin to change
Where everything is at a loss
The atmosphere is a little strange
I felt extremely lost

A man had followed me to my room
His intentions were dark and evil
My hand reached out and attacked with a broom
But too late, my attempt was feeble

One hand gripped my wrists above my head
The other ripped open my legs
I cried out loud but then he said
‘AGAIN AND I’LL MAKE YOU BEG’

Beads of his sweat merged with my tears
His dirty weapon hurt me
I never knew I could feel so much fear
For someone who I had once flirted

Please make him stop
Make him end it now
Make it fall off
Make him leave without a sound

My pleas they were in vain
And when the monster eventually left
He left me in agonizing pain
With bite marks all over each breast

And blood oozing from every bruise
His message to me, as he got up to go
And did up his zip and put on his shoes
Was a smug grin that filled me with woe.

How could I let this creature so vile
Cause me so much anger
He entered my life for just a short while
But when he left he took my laughter

He took my smile, my love, my care
He took them with a twisted grin
Memories haunt me, and this is why I share
The night I couldn’t win

poem by Miss Bojangles
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(Growing Pains) Red Shoes Blues

This is a song which should be chanted! (Based on a childhood memory)
............................................. ................................................. ..............

Red shoes,
she wanted...
red shoes...

they had to be red she said,
they had to be red...

no way she could explain
when she was only three...
no way that she could dance
through her three-year-old day
without

red shoes...
red shoes...
she got the red shoes blues.

She wanted
stiletto heels...
stiletto heels...
stilet-tos...
stilet-tos...
she was fifteen
and there wasn’t any way
that she was going to dance
through her teenage day
without stilet...tos...
with those...
pointy toes...
she got the winkle-picker blues.

She wanted... high boots...
she wanted... ankle boots...
she wanted stamp-your-face
Bob Marten bovver boots...
she wanted... slippers
as wide as... kippers...
she wanted sandals
with wedge heels,
flip-flops and pumps...
she walks into a shoe-shop and everybody jumps...
And now she’s forty
it isn’t naughty...
to try ‘em, to buy ‘em,
not to walk on by ‘em...

But nothing ever beat those
red shoes...
red shoes...
the red shoes...
dancing through the day until you’re dead shoes...

red shoes...
red shoes....
she got the red shoes blues.

poem by Janice Windle
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A Step Half Made

As lightening shone and thunder blew
I danced the dance that dancers do
They danced it back and asked if I
Would mind them dancing through the night

I thought no harm could come of this
Besides, such company I’ve missed
Thus, on we danced so unaware
That torrent rains beyond compare

Fell down in floods on higher ground
And like a wall came crashing down
Then somewhere in a step half made
The dance I danced was washed away

Now all that’s left for you to see:
Remains of the catastrophe
Oh, hopefully from this you’ll know
Don’t ever dance when thunder blows

poem by Jeff Bresee
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Janice and You and the Stars

Janice watched
as you held on
to the ledge
of the ice-cream van

to see how long
you could hold on
in that dare game
the boys played

in the Square
and after
you jumped off
she said

isn't that dangerous?
sure it is
you replied
that's the point

to see how long
you can hold on
without falling
and getting hurt

she looked at you
and said
if Gran saw me
doing that

she'd tan
my behind
ah
you said

that's it
not to be seen
by those grown ups
and spoilsports

she raised
her eyebrows
and said
maybe

but it's not for me
and so you took her hand
and went along
through the Square

and across Bath Terrace
and into Jail Park
to the swings
and slides

and such things
and you grabbed
a swing each
and pushed off

and you looked at her
beside you
her hair flowing
in the wind

her dress billowing
as the wind caught it
and you said
how high can you go?

high as I can
she said
and she pushed
her legs out

and then under
the seat of the swing
getting the rhythm right
getting the swing

to go higher
and higher
and you did likewise
and you watched

as her whole body
got into the ride
and her hands gripped
the metal chains

and you saw
her legs rise high
and her brown sandals
and white socks

and she said
is this high enough?
and you said
as high as high

can go is high
and she laughed
and pushed her feet
right up into the sky

and you pushed through
the aches and pains
of the muscles
to reach the highest pinnacle

and she gazed at you and laughed
and there was that moment
when you thought
you saw new stars

being born in her smile
but then she slowed down
and the new stars
died out after a while.

poem by Terry Collett
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Dance

Come on, baby, while the moon is high
Kick up your heels and dance
Dont be nervous, dont be shy
And give yourself a chance
You can dance
Kick off your shoes and lose your blues
Pick em up, lord, put em back down
And around, and around, and around, and around.
Come on, baby, it must be fun
To be dancin in the clear moonlight
Otherwise, would everyone be out on
Such a cold and windy night?
We can dance.
Throw yourself away
Holy month of may
You can dance.
Listen to the music of the steel guitar
Dont it sound good
Hey now, nobody here tonight came to look at you,
No, no, no
Well I bet you five dollars that somebody starts a fire
Back in the woods, hey now
Everybody here tonight came to boogie
Have a good time, too
Come on, baby, while the moon is high
Kick up your heels and dance
Dont be nervous, dont be shy
And give yourself a chance
You can dance
Kick off your shoes and lose your blues
Pick em up, lord, put em back down
And around, and around, and around, and around
If I could lose my mind
If I could throw myself away.

song performed by by James Taylor
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Heads Were Dancing

You talked me into the game of chance.
It was 39, before the music started,
When you walked up to me and you said,
Hey, heads we dance.
Well, I didnt know who you were
Until I saw the morning paper:
There was a picture of you
A picture of you cross the front page.
It looked just like you, just like you in every way.
But it couldnt be true.
It couldnt be true.
You stepped out of a stranger.
They say that the devil is a charming man.
And just like you I bet he can dance.
And hes coming up behind in his long
Tailed black coat dance,
All tails in the air.
But the penny landed with its head dancing.
A picture of you, a picture of you in uniform,
Standing with your head held high,
Hot down to the floor.
But it couldnt be you.
It couldnt be you.
Its a picture of hitler.
He go do-do-do-do-do
He go do-do-do-do-do
He go do-do-do-do-do--
Do you want to dance?
Well, I couldnt see what was to be,
So I just stood there laughing.
A picture of you, a picture of you in uniform,
Standing with your head held high,
Hot down to the floor.
But it couldnt be you.
It couldnt be you.
Its a picture of hitler.
He go mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh
He go mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh
He go mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh--
Heads were dancing.

song performed by by Kate Bush
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Dance Then to Everything

Music is everywhere
music is in sound and
music is in silence

Therefore I dance
to silence I dance
to tears I dance
to laughter I dance
to groans and moans

I dance to Rachmaninoff
and Bach, to Beethoven
and Dylan, to Carole King
and Marvin Gay and to everything
composed, harmonious and played

Dance then to birdsong and waterfall,
to the spring scented forest and garden,
to snow and the rain, to river and ocean,
with desert or mountain, I dance

For the dancing mind can dance
forward or backward in time and space also,
indeed to outer and inner dimensions uncommonly known

I dance with my eyes,
I dance with one hand,
I dance clapping,
I dance with one foot
or one shoulder, my hair
dances with wind

I dance to poetry while hearing it,
I dance to poetry while reading it
aloud to the tree for whom I wrote it

As I dance around the lovely thing
with my hand or arm encircling

As Rumi danced his grief
and finally his joy around
the cool, smooth, sacred stone
until he warmed it with longing~

As Rumi danced around the pillar of loss
when his beloved teacher and friend
called Shams, The Sun, had died—

He danced to call back the Light
from the belly of darkness
that had swallowed the sky,
as now the Sufi dance after him

For Dance is the Song of the Body,
and Songs are the Dance of the Voice~
as both Move, Utter, Outer the Soul

I dance to the gospels
I dance to the psalms
I dance to a friend
I dance mostly and always
to God

Don’t let the limitations
of your body deter you,
dance with your mind,
dance with your soul

Feel free to join me
across great distances
of space and time
and dance on your own

Dance all by yourself
so no one will know
but you and the Beloved,
in whatever form you
experience the Beloved,
and let the Beloved
dance with You

This poem is in the book The Frequencies of Sound
by Alla Renée Bozarth, copyright 2011. All rights reserved.

poem by Alla Renee Bozarth
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Charades

It was my impression, hours were bending
infinite years of waiting and mind stalling,
a ship of our escaping, deft sailors calling,
time was becoming hard and never ending.

Upon the ship were only shadows of souls,
and as the dusk slow, subscribed to night,
it was three of us in tulips of smoked light,
and seven sailor ghosts in charades sprawls.

They danced and danced the nights after,
mimicking umpteen concepts, as each word,
was one more riddle upon our mind board,
- ghosts jumped with their crazy laughter.

and we danced with them, under the rain;
foolish marionettes of a black ship hustle;
rotated, around a conceived infinite axle;
the dark ship wanted us to wind and feign.

Across the shore, were scattered lights,
blinking like to expend, desolated flames,
with this dance eluding us to child games,
and the windy memories of Sunday kites.

We flied up to reach a happiness where,
the stars were smiling to a careless void,
and none recalled his one life destroyed,
and none recalled our ship dance of ne'er.

poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Dance Your Life Away

* in a dance band competition fox-trotting with my girl
Dance, dance, dance all night
Dance your life away
High geared razzle dazzle, recession is the trouble
Dance, dance, dance all night
Dance your life away
Thirty hours on the floor and twenty partners left
Dance, dance, dance all night
Dance your life away
Feel so tired it must be a week
Nearly on my knees
Dance, dance, dance all night
Dance your life away
**
California, you always seem to have the sun
But I never really got near to it
And you try your hand at anything you know
Just to try and earn a dollar
--solo--
*
Repeat
** repeat

song performed by by Ufo
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Cinderella Remix

I escape my apartment
Leaving my stepfather
Not letting him know I left

I got to the club
A block from my house
Bargaining with the guards to let me in

In high heels
A mini skirt
And tank top

They let me in
The dance floor is packed
Like any Saturday night

I squeeze my way in
I grab a seat to tired to dance anymore
As I see a man come up beside me

Short, dark hair
Leather jacket
And dark jeans

He asked if we could dance
An offer I would not deny
And I followed him on that dance floor Saturday night

We danced all night till my phone rung 12: 00
I told him I would have to leave
In hopes to see him again

A Cinderella story that will probably happen tomarrow at ten

poem by Sarah Marie
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The Giddy Girl

A giddy young maiden with nimble feet,
Heigh-ho! alack and alas!
Declared she would far rather dance than eat,
And the truth of it came to pass.
For she danced all day and she danced all night;
She danced till the green earth faded white;
She danced ten partners out of breath;
She danced the eleventh one quite to death;
And still she redowaed up and down-
The giddiest girl in town.
With one, two, three; one, two, three; one, two, three-kick;
Chassée back, chassée back, whirl around quick.

The name of this damsel ended with E-
Heigh-ho! alack and a-day!
And she was as fair as a maiden need be,
Till she danced her beauty away.
She danced her big toes out of joint;
She danced her other toes all to a point;
She danced out slipper and boot and shoe;
She danced till the bones of her feet came through.
And still she redowaed, waltzed and whirled-
The giddiest girl in the world.
With one, two, three; one, two, three; one, two, three-kick;
Chassée back, chassée back, whirl around quick.

Now the end of my story is sad to relate-
Heigh-ho! and away we go!
For this beautiful maiden's final fate
Is shrouded in gloom and woe.
She danced herself into a patent top;
She whirled and whirled till she could not stop;
She danced and bounded and sprang so far,
That she stuck at last on a pointed star;
And there she must dance till the Judgment Day,
And after it, too, for she danced away
Her soul, you see, so she has no place anywhere out of space,
With her one, two, three; one, two, three; one, two, three-kick;
Chassée back, chassée back, whirl about quick.

poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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