Contradance

We've gone swingin' around to that old time sound

They call it contradancin' and I'd do it again

It's like steppin' into the ancestors shoes

At the old town hall 200 years ago

Oh, ain't it fun, oh, ain't it fun

 

When the hardwood floor and the fiddle and the bow

And the bounce of the hair and the heel and toe

Take away the worry of our tiny story

For a dance is due with the world and you

 

No more cryin' inside for the temperature is high

The tide is closer to home with each blink of the eye

And the plastic I toss comes back to my tongue

We're all sons and daughters, trees and waters

Ain't it fun, oh, ain't it fun

 

When the hardwood floor and the fiddle and the bow

And the bounce of the hair and the heel and toe

Take away the worry of our tiny story

For a dance is due with the world and you

 

I don't want to forget what this world has left

No I can't escape, but it's good to take a break

Oh, the music may move the music may sooth

Turn tears into laughter when it moves little faster

Ain't it fun, oh, ain't it fun

 

When the hardwood floor and the fiddle and the bow

And the bounce of the hair and the heel and toe

Take away the worry of our tiny story

For a dance is due with the world and you

 

Let's go swingin' around to that old time sound

They call it contradancin' and I'd do it again

It's like steppin' into the ancestors shoes

At the old town hall 200 years ago

Oh, ain't it fun, oh, ain't it fun

 

When the hardwood floor and the fiddle and the bow

And the bounce of the hair and the heel and toe

And the swing of the arm and the bend of the knee

And the sweat on the brow and the fast heart beat

Take away the worry of our tiny story

For a dance is due with the world and you