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Whatever's coming, you can't just opt out of the dance of life. But you may have some choice as to which dance.
Lyrics
You can't sit out the dance
Some like to know where they’re heading
Some rather just leave it to chance
But however you tackle the future
You know you can’t sit out the dance
It may be a ball, with champagne on ice
It may be a barn dance, with the straw and the mice
Whatever your fancy, whatever your home
You can’t sit out the dance
Life keeps you jumping, rest when you can
Between boredom and surprises, between dry toast and jam
Keep smiling and look forward, celebrate and applaud
All those who keep dancing, sweet lady, sweet lord
You may like the polka and wear little red shoes
Or something much slower, dance to the blues
Move with your partner, sway with the band
Take your place for the dance
© Richard Rhys O'Brien
June 2009