Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rockingchair Dancer , by - Carl Broemel. Song from the album 4th of July, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 29.06.2017
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
Rockingchair Dancer |
| When I was young |
| I tried to be a rockinghorse master |
| Went back and forth |
| Pretended I was in a western |
| Or strutting a street parade |
| On Independence Day |
| 'Cause the rockinghorse master |
| Always has places to be |
| When I grew up |
| I found I was a carousel cleaner |
| Turned on the songs |
| And wiped down the horses each evening |
| They rose and fell and pranced |
| An endless circle dance |
| And the carousel cleaner |
| Always has bulbs to change |
| If it ever stops turning |
| If it ever stops turning |
| And now I’m old |
| I wanna be a rockingchair dancer |
| Nowhere to go |
| I already found what I’m after |
| I’m calm as a lazy storm |
| That rumbles and never comes |
| And the rockingchair dancers |
| Always have hands to hold |
| If it ever stops raining |
| If it ever stops raining |
| If it ever stops raining |
| If it ever stops raining |