John Hardy, American Country Hits, Country Hit Superstars, Country Music All-Stars Классическое кантри: Пустой танцпол

The band is playing something soft and sweet
Couples are swaying, shuffling their feet
I'm sitting at the barstool, an audience of one
Waiting for a miracle that just ain't gonna come
So I'm dancing with the ghost of what we had
A three-quarter time that's driving me mad
I spin her around in my memory's eye
Underneath the dim and smoky sky
It's a honky-tonk waltz for a broken man
Playing a tune I can't stand
I can still smell the perfume you wore that night
When we danced in the very same neon light
Now my boots are heavy and the floor is bare
I'm reaching out my arms to the empty air
So I'm dancing with the ghost of what we had
A three-quarter time that's driving me mad
I spin her around in my memory's eye
Underneath the dim and smoky sky
It's a honky-tonk waltz for a broken man
Playing a tune I can't stand