(verso)A C A C Down in the graveyard where we have our tryst,A C A C The air smells sweet, the air smells sick.A C A C He never smiles, his mouth merely twists,A C A C The breath in my lungs feels clinging and thick.A C A C But I know his name, he's called Mister D.A C A C And one of these days he's gonna set you free.A C A C Human skulls is hangin' right 'round his neck,A C A C The palms of my hands is clammy and wet. (refrão)Continúa después del anuncioA G C A Lord, I was dancin', dancin' dancin' so free,A G C A Dancin', dancin', dancin' so free.A G C A Dancin', Lord, keep your hands off me,A G C A Dancin' with Mister D.,A A G C A With Mr. D.,A A G C A With Mr. D. (verso) Will it be poison, put in my glass, Will it be slow or will it be fast? The bite of a snake, the sting of a spider, A drink of Belladonna on a Toussaint night. Hiding in a corner in New York City, Lookin' down a forty four in West Virginia. (refrão) (verso) One night I was dancin' with a lady in black, Wearin' black silk gloves and a black silk hat. She looked at me longin' with black velvet eyes, She gazed at me strange all cunning and wise. Then I saw the flesh just fall off her bones, The eyes in her skull was burning like coals. Lord, have mercy, fire and brimstone. I was dancin' with Misses D. (refrão) Lord, I was dancin', dancin', dancin' so free, I was dancin', dancin', dancin' so free. Dancin', dancin', dancin' so free. Dancin', dancin'.
Dancing With Mr D
The Rolling Stones
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