The dancer

VERSE

E

He found in the back of a second hand shop at the bottom of a big brown box

A

She was worn and she was old

B

But with time he knew she’d dance again

VERSE

Took her for a pop, to his workshop, and worked on her around the clock

New clothes new hair, new make-up new stare

Polished all her circuitry and hoped that she would dance again

BRIDGE

A                                                      B

Her model was the best back in the day

A                                      E

When robots were first the rage

A

But they’d been broken up or broken down

B                                  E

And she was the only one left

VERSE

Finally he turned her on, and put a record on, but she wouldn’t move to any song

For months he played her music, but he couldn’t make her dance again

VERSE

She sat there at the back of his restoration shop for years as a talking point

Many came to see and many came to play, but none could make her dance again

BRIDGE

E                      B                                        A                                               E

Then one day, as he was closing the shop, a young man appeared by her side

He wore old fashioned clothes, held an antique instrument and spoke in the strangest voice

He said “old man I’ve heard of her, and I’ll make you a wager,

B

that if I play I'll break her trance”

VERSE

The restorer gave a laugh and said “of course that you can try but it will cost you that very nice guitar

the greatest have all played, but none have made her dance again”

MIDDLE

He picked up his guitar, readied himself, played a long forgotten song 
Suddenly he burst into life, strutted and twirled, breakdanced and whirled

It sure was a sight to behold

Then they walked out the door, and he never saw either one again

But he’s not bitter he’s not sad, turns out she was a god awful dancer