Her appearance would brighten up
Every corner of the evening
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See Lydia Dancing
She started up soft and slow
Like trying different feelings
Starry skies would never lie
She’s dancing again
I sat me down behind the crowd
Expected not to be seen
But she saw my hidden guitar
Handed it over smiling at me
I could play the whole night through when Lydia was dancing.
See her whirling around not touching the ground.
I could play the whole night through when Lydia was dancing.
See her whirling around not touching the ground.
Her appearance would brighten up
Every corner of the evening
Smiling eyes would hardly lie
She’s dancing again
I went into a lasting flow
And all the old songs, they came back
Like running fast down the hill
In the dark on hidden tracks
I could play the whole night through when Lydia was dancing.
See her whirling around not touching the ground.
I could play the whole night through when Lydia was dancing.
See her whirling around not touching the ground.
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