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Give Me The Rhythm
I am a free spirit happy and free
I travel which way wind blows
Often heard singing off key
But dancing to the beat on my toes
Words are blurred I forget them
Often making up my own ditty
Yet in the rhythm I can swim
And match the groove so pretty
Miss Mary Mack wasn’t dressed in black
For I gave her colorful clothes
She line danced at the juke joint shack
Her best dress the color of rainbows
Give me the rhythm I’ll keep time
Dancing carefree with friends of mine
Copyright ©
Karen Jones
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