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The Story Doesn't End Here

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Michael Stosic
06/30/2017

Story

While my Dad was in the hospital my Mom told me at least a hundred times the story of their first date at a high school dance, and they were inseparable ever since. This is a swing song in the style of 1946, what they may have heard on their first date.

Lyrics

The Story Doesn’t End Here

Words and Music by Michael Stosic © 2015

 

It was nineteen forty-six Around the tenth of June.

The kids were headed to the Haven To hear the singers croon.

And dance, oh they would dance.

 

Nancy she was seventeen Couldn’t wait to go

To listen to that big-band play. Les Brown puts on a show.

And dance, oh she could dance.

 

Dip, duck, dodge, dive watch them do the hand jive.

Flip, flop, flapity, fling man those kids can swing.

No need to shed a tear. The story doesn’t end here.

 

Through the doors walked this new guy Flashing his big smile.

Looked around the dark lit room And began to strut his style.

And dance, oh he could dance.

 

Nick was dancing with some girl He caught Nancy’s eye.

She hoped he would come ask her If she would dance that night.

And dance, oh they did dance.

 

Dip, duck, dodge, dive watch them do the hand jive.

Flip, flop, flapity, fling man those kids can swing.

No need to shed a tear.

The story doesn’t end here.

 

Nick and Nancy danced all night The best time of their lives.

Pretty soon four years went by And she became his wife.

 

Dip, duck, dodge, dive watch them do the hand jive.

Flip, flop, flapity, fling man those kids can swing.

No need to shed a tear.

The story doesn’t end here.

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