Dancys Dream

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Dancy was a deacon, every Sunday 
found him there,
At the Lighthouse Gospel Church with
 his hands folded in prayer.
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And standin' right beside him was 
his pretty hometown bride.
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But no-one could have guessed what 
he was prayin' deep inside.
Dancy has a demon livin' somewhere 
in his past.
A dark haired cajun angel was the 
devil dressed in black.
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Was it really voodoo, or just 
weakness in the man?
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The only time he ever felt was when 
she took his hand.

        Bm      D                 
Oh, its been so long, but its 
  Bm    D
still so st rong;
F#m             E               
Every night the devil comes and 
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walks through Dancy's dream.
    F#m              E            
She takes him by the hand and 
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leads him back to New Orleans.
    Bm               F#m    
The good man's goin' crazy so 
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mewhere in between,
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    A
The hymns on Sunday morning,
        D       Bm7     D
And the sins in Dancy's dreams.

[Repeat Intro]
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Sometimes it's almost like he was 
never even there.
And other times, he swears, he 
smells the flowers in her hair.
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He never told the secret: no-one 
would understand.
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She's the only one who's seen the 
dark side of that man.

        Bm      D                 
Oh, its been so long, but its 
  Bm    D
still so st rong;
F#m             E               
Every night the devil comes and 
D
walks through Dancy's dream.
    F#m              E            
She takes him by the hand and 
      D
leads him back to New Orleans.
    Bm               F#m    
The good man's goin' crazy so 
  D
mewhere in between,
    A
The hymns on Sunday morning,
        D       Bm7     D
And the sins in Dancy's dreams.

[Solo]
        Bm      D                 
Oh, its been so long, but its 
  Bm    D
still so st rong;
F#m             E               
Every night the devil comes and 
D
walks through Dancy's dream.
    F#m              E            
She takes him by the hand and 
      D
leads him back to New Orleans.
    Bm               F#m    
The good man's goin' crazy so 
  D
mewhere in between,
    A
The hymns on Sunday morning,
        D       Bm7     D
And the sins in Dancy's dreams.