| As you journey down the road my friend
|
| You’ll see sights you don’t want to see
|
| I saw one about a year ago
|
| When my wife walked out on me
|
| I didn’t care so much about the junk she took
|
| It wasn’t worth a second glance
|
| Right now I’d give anything
|
| If I could see my little girl dance
|
| See I’ve always been a traveling man
|
| I still do get around
|
| And it’s true I knew a girl or two
|
| When I was out of town
|
| But they all add up to nothing
|
| In this world of cheap romance
|
| And I’d trade them all for one short hour
|
| Watching Amy dance
|
| She’d run round and round in circles and
|
| Clap her little hands
|
| It’s a memory that keeps haunting me
|
| Wish I could see my Amy dance
|
| Wish I could my little girl dance
|
| My Mom and Dad are gone rest their souls
|
| My brother is far away
|
| And the way I thought it would all turn out
|
| And where I am today
|
| Lord I know I don’t deserve no favors
|
| Please grant me one more chance
|
| Just to spend an hour or two watching Amy dance
|
| She’d run round and round in circles and
|
| Clap her little hands
|
| It’s a memory that keeps haunting me
|
| Wish I could see my Amy dance
|
| Wish I could my little girl dance
|
| It all adds up to nothing
|
| In this world of cheap romance
|
| And I’d trade them all for one short hour
|
| Watching Amy dance |