West Texas Waltz

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When you're ready for steady to go 
dancin', romancin',
Grab your sweetheart and jump in 
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your car,

Drive right on down to the bright 
side of town,
You'll be glad you don't have to 
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drive far,
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You'll be happy you don't have to 
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go far,

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Park your pickups and Cadillacs, 
Fords and Renaults
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And dance like the dickens to the 
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West Texas Waltz

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My pickup needs a tune-up, I better 
get up and make up,
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My mind to get on it today, the 
tractor's been actin' up,

And the sewer lines are backin' up,
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But I'll be dancin' tonight anyway,
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I'll be dancin' tonight anyway.

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'Cause I count my blessings, I don't
 count my faults
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I like to dance like the dickens to
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 the West Texas Waltz

D
Well I found a young cow-dog and I 
told him: "Now, now doh.
"You're a borderline Collie, I'm a 
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borderline fool."

But he had some bad habits he was 
scared of jack rabbits.
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I sent him off to canine school.
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I think they call it obedience 
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school.

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When he came back, he couldn't tell 
a cow from a horse,
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But he could dance like the dickens
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 to the West Texas Waltz.

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Grandmammy, grandpappy if you wanna 
stay happy,
Better lace up your best dancin' 
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shoes,

Come see us, don't write us,
You can stop your arthritis just by 
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dancin' away your blues,
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Now just by dancin' away your blues.

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So bind up your bunnions with 
band-aids and gauze,
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And come out dance like the dickens
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 to the West Texas Waltz,

Oh yeah.

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I met a fine lady banker and I'd 
sure like to thank her,
For the credit she gave me made me 
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shout,

She changed my whole attitude,

And to show her a my gratitude,
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I decided I'd just ask her out,
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Yeah, I thought I just might ask 
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her out.

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I said close up your windows, and 
lock up your vaults,
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And lets go dance like the dickens 
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to the West Texas Waltz.

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We spent the next two last dollars 
in the old ice cream parlor,
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On a milkshake and malted pop,
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And then we heard us some sounds it 
was a honky tonk lounge,
Right next door to the ice cream 
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shop,
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Next door to the ice cream shop.

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Now only two things are better than 
milkshakes and malts,
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And one is dancin' like the dickens
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 to the West Texas Waltz.

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And the other is somethin' but 
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really it's nothin'.
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To speak of, it's somethin' to do, 
if you've done it before.
You'll be doin' it some more, just 
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as soon as the dancin' is through.
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Right after the dancin' is through.

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And if anybody asks you why, just 
tell 'em because.
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You been dancin' like the dickens 
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to the West Texas Waltz.