The Dancer Songtext
von Chris Leslie

His father was a dancer before him
His father before him
And her father before her
Moving in line with the steps
That came down through the years
Like a spell through the streets
Everyone had their stories
And family glories
Ribbons swayed in the air
On a new summer breeze

It′s in his very heart
It's in her very bone
Absorbed in all its glory
Absorbed in all its glory
It was written in the stone
You can see it in the stone


Fiddles played with such joy
It′s hard to remember
So hard to remember
When feet felt so light
They couldn't keep still
Said farewell to each spot
With a bonny green garter
Joking and laughter
The sage old round carried on
In tune with the years

It's in his very heart
It′s in her very bone
Absorbed in all its glory
Absorbed in all its glory
It was written in the stone
You can see it in the stone

When the day′s end is near
And the streets start to clear
It's the end of the beer
His thoughts take him back
To his old dancing days
His father a dancer before him
His father before him
Her father before her
Kept alive all those steps
And tunes that they played


′Cause it's in his very heart
It′s in her very bone
Absorbed in all its glory
Absorbed in all its glory
It was written in the stone
It was written in the stone
It was written in the stone
You can see it in the stone