Stones in My Dancing Shoes
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Hear it set to music - rock style.
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OH ANGIE my beau in morning light,
We've rocked on all through the night.
UNDER MY THUMB, our love still burns,
Rolling dem stones to what she yearns.
PAINT IT BLACK, let's sing the tune,
Let it play from dawn to noon.
YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT,
But it sure pays to taunt and flaunt.
Let's toss the TUMBLIN' DICE again,
For love is luck, and we're in the game.
WILD HORSES couldn't drag us apart.
Now we're dancing heart to heart.
HONKY TONK WOMEN now that's a tune,
To croon RUBY TUESDAY over the moon.
To rock the socks of dem rock tones.
By rolling moss right off dem stones.
Copyright © John Anderson | Year Posted 2025
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