The Dancer

She was in a class of 44 beautiful dancers

And I watched her pirouette around the stars

In her poms

And I must have told her one thousand times

In my mind that I loved her

I got drunk one night she was on the steps

She touched my shoulder

Oh oh oh oh

I was young and full of grace

When I stepped into the fire with my dancer

She had barely come of age

But she was egging me on all the way down

And I told her as the ship sank

That I loved her

And I told her as we walked off of the plank

I was all hers

Oh oh oh oh

Step 2 3 4 jump 2 3 4

Step 2 3 4 jump 2 3 4

Step 2 3 4 jump 2 3 4

Step 2 3 4 and jump

That's good