The Hammond burbles and screams
moving drawbars in and out
A heavy sound of two guitars
The drummer grins and hits it loud
One more time and we’ll be gone
The crowd claps and cheers us on
They dance and sing along all night
bodies swaying left to right
Everyone looks at you in the middle
Left of us the girls on the fiddle
The rhythm’s on with a pumping bass
My red shoes on, we’re looking great
We play untill the lights come on
and hang about till the crew is gone
Pretending that I’m feeling fine
I stagger home and drink more wine
Everyone looks at you in the middle
Left of us the girls on the fiddle
The rhythm’s on with a pumping bass
My red shoes on, we’re looking great
Red shoes tapping to the rhythm all night
I try and push away the thoughts
of rough lessons life has taught
and keep on drinking untill dawn
Go to bed with my red shoes on
Everyone looks at you in the middle
Left of us the girls on the fiddle
The rhythm’s on with a pumping bass
My red shoes on, we’re looking great
Music & Lyrics Emilie Blom van Assendelft © Mimilemusic