Song Description
It's the story of a man who sees the woman of his dreams across the dance floor one night and coaxes her into a dance. They mark the passing years on the dance floor, and as they grow old they still have that first dance -- every day.
| Song Length |
4:48 |
Genre |
Country - Traditional, Country - Honky Tonk |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Content, Amiable |
Similar Artists |
George Strait, Lyle Lovett |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Ain't Stopped Dancin' Yet
© 2006 Bryan Masters
I was half grown and half smart, when I saw you my fool heart stumbled
like a colt on new legs I trembled as I watched you and wondered if I'd have a chance
as the band played on that stage said I'd trade a week's pay for the courage
then like a bolt from the blue
I asked you 'Would you like to dance?'
you said I don't know
then you smiled and you said I guess so
the twin fiddles carried us both round the dance floor
I was high-steppin' like a man who thought he knew how to dance
we spun round the room like two Texas tornadoes in blue jeans
Our first dance began on the night that we met
we aint' stopped dancin' yet
And we danced all the night long, you cried at that sad song, I remember
we danced through the springtime and summer and all through the fall
you were so smart and so fine, could a girl like you be mine? I was humbled
and like a bolt from the blue I asked you
Would you be my bride?
you said I don't know
you smiled and you said I guess so
the twin fiddles carried us both round the dance floor
I was high-steppin' like a man who thought he knew how to dance
we spun round the room like two Texas tornadoes in blue jeans
Our first dance began on the night that we met
we aint' stopped dancin' yet
Well the years passed so fast since that night on the dance floor way back then
Darlin, would you do it all again?
(And you said) You know it, don't you doubt it-- ain't no guess so about it
the twin fiddles still carry us both round the dance floor -- sometimes
I'm still high-steppin' like a man who thinks he knows how to dance
whether we spin round the room like two Texas tornadoes
Or sit around the house like two old couch potatoes
To me it still feels like the night that we met
we aint' stopped dancin' yet