I’d trade my life for a different scene
An old milk cow for some magic beans
What would i give? what would i trade?
It’s a question of passion -that it is.
I love you girl or excuse me, miss
Did i get by or make the grade?
Bye-bye to the dancing girls
Bye-bye . so long.
He was eleven and she only twelve
Just old enough to dress themselves
Was i just too dumb to see?
They met at the fair under autumn’s spell
After casting each a penny in a wishing well
But, it’s too late she’s history
Bye-bye to the dancing girls
Bye-bye . so long.
Everytime i see your face i fall in love again
I’ve got to stop throwing it all away
-all away
Read my book. pick your page.
Hire the band and set the stage because
Everything is holding tight
Everything is feeling right
And i’ll say
Bye-bye to the dancing girls
Bye-bye . so long.
