Tom: D
Em
you
A7 And
like to stare as you come down the stair and the light from the
D
landing shines thru
D And how many
leaves will it take to believe that autumn has finally
Em
come
A7 The
grown colder and we've both grown older it's hard to believe
D
we're still one
CHORUS
G F#m Em
Let's dance that old dance once more, still move as smooth on that
F#m F#m7
old ballroom floor
G F#m
I'll wear my Sunday best, you wear your favourite dress
Em A7 D
Lock up the door, and lets dance that old dance once more
You hung around
my feet on the ground when I acted as proud as a fool
We were kids and we've grown, we've got kids of our own Got to raise by the old golden rule
Somehow it seems, some of our dreams got discarded somewhere on the road
When all that was true could be found in the blue of your eyes that still sparkle and glow
