Let in the Song                                          by John Flynn

 
The old conductor could not help but smile
As he saw me trying to walk down the aisle
The train lurched and swayed as I tried not to stumble
And just above his breath the man mumble

 
You canít dance to music at least not for long
If you donít open your heart to the song
Old Bill Robinson himself could get the steps wrong
If he lost the music, so let in the song

 
I asked that conductor just what his words meant
And he said his train played him songs as it went
Waltzes and polkas and grand promenades
And he simply stepped to each tune that it played

 
Cause you canít dance to music at least not for long
If you donít open your heart to the song
Old Bill Robinson himself could get the steps wrong
If he lost the music, so let in the song

 
He said there were songs in the old iron wheels
He said there were songs on the wire 
He said there were songs in the way that it feels
To head home to your heartís desire

 
He punched my ticket then with courtly style
He paused before turning to step down the aisle 
That night as I strolled from the train station home
I smiled as I found myself singing this song

 
You canít dance to music at least not for long
If you donít open your heart to the song
Mister Robinson himself could get the steps wrong
If he lost the music, so let in the song
Bojangles his own self could get some steps wrong
If he lost the music, so let in the song

 
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