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Electric Theatre Radio Hour featuring G.Lee: Radio & Music

1 TRUE TEXAS DANCE HALL (Closer To Country)

(George Douglas Lee)
August 26, 2017
George Douglas Lee

True Texas Dance Hall

Lyrics and Music by George Douglas Lee

© Copyright 2010, G. Lee

 

A The way to the dance hall – is through the country

D Out on the back roads with numbers for names

A Hundreds of trucks parked in the clearing outside, D underneath a moonlit Texas sky

E It’s in a big tin barn in the middle of nowhere, D come on honey, let’s go inside A

 

A Big ole Junior and Alice takin’ money at the door

D Goin’ on ‘bout bands I oughta know, that played here before

A Music’s mostly country, with some polkas sprinkled in

D Jerry and The Pecos Five are ready to begin

E Want you to hold me tight - we’ll dance all night, D then you can take me for a spin

 

D Let’s take a long drive by the pastures

D 7 Out past the cornfields where the grass is high

A Hear the music? C’mon and take me inside

A Sweep me up in your arms and move me all night

B To the rhythm of a fiddle and a steel guitar

D A true Texas Dance Hall, is where we are

A It’s Saturday night, they come from near and far

To this true Texas Dance Hall, True Texas Dance Hall,

True Texas Dance Hall, only in the Lone Star

 

A Sign on the wall says “no indecent dancing”

D There’s something really sweet about old folks romancing

A Little boy learns the two-step standing on his grandpa’s feet

D Some songs shuffle, some have a polka beat

E Those old Germans and Czechs know how to make the night complete,

D Let’s hit the floor and turn on the heat

 

D Let’s take a long drive by the pastures

D 7 Out past the cornfields where the grass is high

A Hear the music? C’mon and take me inside

Sweep me up in your arms and move me all night

B To the rhythm of a fiddle and a steel guitar

D A true Texas Dance Hall, is where we are

A It’s Saturday night, E they come from near and far

D To this true Texas Dance Hall, True Texas Dance Hall,

True Texas Dance Hall, only in the Lone Star A

 

 

 

D Cotton Eyed Joe, you know what they’re after

A Heartache by the numbers is shaking the rafters

B Grandpa’s got a pint, Mama’s sipping beer

D John T. Floore at the Country Store said “let me make this clear:”

If you’re gonna drive your old man to drinking

Then you better drive him here…

 

BREAK

 

Let’s take a long drive by the pastures

Out past the cornfields where the grass is high

Hear the music? C’mon and take me inside

Sweep me up in your arms and move me all night

To the rhythm of a fiddle and a steel guitar

A true Texas Dance Hall, is where we are

It’s Saturday night, they come from near and far

To this true Texas Dance Hall, True Texas Dance Hall,

True Texas Dance Hall, only in the Lone Star