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Folk Dance Federation of California, South, Inc.
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My late husband hailed from New Paltz
Of course the man had his faults
He drank and he swore
He gambled, he snored
But Lord, that man sure could waltz!
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There was a young fellow named Lance
Zillertaller Laendler was his favorite dance
He'd twist and he'd bend
More than a doctor would recommend
Now he's paying for his exuberance
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There was a young dancer named Trish
It had long been her most fervent wish
Not a waltz, not a hambo
Not a čoček, not a pravo
She wanted a man who could schottisch
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There was a young man from the coast
Who liked line dancing the most.
He'd boogie and he'd scoot,
He'd holler and he'd hoot,
"I'm the best in the West" was his boast.
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I knew when his eyes met mine
And his hand found its place on my spine
That our bodies would blend
And I'd not want it to end
The embrace of the tango's divine
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