CIM Records

Lyrics

You’re sitting like a princess on the tailgate, baby
Sipping your beer like it was champagne
Holding hands with that lawyer from Chattanooga
I know his face but I forget his name
The evening sky comes waltzing in like Sunday
With colors so full of amazing grace
Girl, I’d give just about anything
To feel your soft lips on my face

Now, I might not dance
I might not be cool
I don’t have any rhythm in my boots
But I know one thing I can do
I can kiss you soft and tender
And like a dove I’ll make you coo
Girl, I might not dance that well
But I’ll dance all night with you

You’re sitting like a princess on the tailgate, baby
Sipping your beer like it was champagne
Every time I see you smile, girl I smile
You know my face but do you know you know my name?
The evening sky comes waltzing in like Sunday
With colors that radiate and shine
Girl, I’d give just about anything
To feel your soft lips kissing mine

Now, I might not dance
I might not be cool
I don’t have any rhythm in my boots
But I know one thing I can do
I can kiss you soft and tender
And like a dove I’ll make you coo
Girl, I might not dance that well
But I’ll dance all night with you

Are you feeling alright tonight sitting pretty in the moonlight?
You look just like gold sunlight on the bay
If you take my hand and come with me
We’ll dance our way down to the sea
And we’ll kiss it all good-bye and sail away

Now, I might not dance
I might not be cool
I don’t have any rhythm in my boots
But I know one thing I can do
I can kiss you soft and tender
And like a dove I’ll make you coo
Girl, I might not dance that well…
Girl, I might not dance that well…
Girl, I might not dance that well…

But I’ll dance all night with you
Yeah, I’ll dance all night with you

© 2026 Christopher Iverson Music/BMI
words & music: Christopher Iverson