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Everyone says that Grandma can't dance
She's too old and too fat, so the grandchildren say
She sits on the sidelines with the other old dames
Sharing card games and gossip as the music plays
But there was a time, long ago, far away
When she was a beauty, the belle of the ball
And an old-fashioned waltz takes her back to the days
When her smile and her dancing would dazzle them all
Then she closes her eyes
To the music she rises
A lovely young woman again
And she floats 'cross the floor
Like a feather in the arms
Of all of those handsome young men again
Everyone knows Grandpa was no dancer
But they fell in love the first time they met
She gave up the waltz and the dance floor forever
With never a hint of reproach or regret
But Grandpa's been gone now for some twenty years
And lately more often she turns to the past
Though the children and grandchildren fill up her days
At night when she comes to her pillow at last
Then she closes her eyes
To the music she rises
A lovely young woman again
And she floats 'cross the floor
Like a feather in the arms
Of all of those handsome young men again
It was only last night at the Christmas soiree
An old man came up to her side with a bow
And he asked her to dance as they had once before
On this very same night sixty-odd years ago
Now everyone says that Grandma can't dance
But there was the lie of it out in plain sight
As she and her beau, arm in arm, took the floor
And gracefully danced the last waltz of the night
See, she closes her eyes
To the music she rises
A lovely young woman again
And she floats 'cross the floor
Like a ship in full sail
Lost in the arms of a handsome old man
Yeah, she floats 'cross the floor
Like a ship in full sail
In the arms of a handsome old man