No Kinda Dancer

Intro : D Bm G A , D Bm G A G D D Bm the first of the month brings back the notion G A of a big round white dance hall and a cool summer night D Bm red cherry faces set black shoes in motion G A to the oom pa pa rhythm of a german delight Chorus : Bm A and i tried hard to tell you i was no kinda dancer Bm G ’took my hand to prove i was wrong D Bm you guided me gently though i thought i could never G A G D we were dancing together at the end of the song a taught little bald man like a german war hero with buxom 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 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 x2