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NO KINDA DANCER
Robert Earl Keen, Jr.

1. The first of the month brings back the notion
Of a big round white dance hall and a cool summer night.
Red cherry faces set black shoes in motion
To the oom-pa-pa rhythm of a German delight.

CHORUS: And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer.
You took my hand to prove I was wrong.
You guided me gently though I thought I could never.
We were dancing together at the end of the song.

2. A taut little bald man like a German war hero
With buxom old matrons to a quick John Paul Jones,
Drapes of crepe paper, a ball made of mirror
Cast shiny reflections on a brass slide trombone. CHORUS.

3. A man was still dancing with his phantom partner
Though the band had quit playing at the evening's end,
And it made me feel lucky that I had a partner
To teach me the dance steps and come back again. CHORUS TWICE.