| Lyrics: | There's mosquitoes on the river Fish are rising up like birds
It's been hot for seven weeks
now,
Too hot to even speak now, Did you hear what I just heard?
Say it might have
been a fiddle or it could have been the wind
But there seems to be a beat now I can feel it my
feet now
Listen here it comes again!
There's a band out on the highway, They're high
steppin' into town
It's a rainbow full of sound, It's fireworks, calliopes and
clowns
Everybody dancin' C'mon children, C'mon children, Come on clap your
hands.
Sun went down in honey and the moon came up in wine,
You know stars were
spinnin' dizzy, Lord
The band kept us too busy we forgot about the time.
They're a
band beyond description, Like Jehovah's favorite choir
People joining hand in hand While the
music played the band, Lord
They're setting us on fire.
Crazy rooster crowin'
midnight, Balls of lightin' roll along
Old men sing about their dreams, Women laugh and
children scream
And the band keeps playin' on.
Keep on dancin' thru the daylight,
Greet the mornin' air with song
No ones's noticed, but the band's all pack and gone. Was it
ever there at all?
But they keep on dancin' C'mon children, C'mon children, Come on clap your
hands
Well the cool breeze came on Tuesday, And the corn's a bumper crop
And the fields
are full of dancin' Full of singin' and romancin'
The music never stopped |
