Dancing at the Rubber Ball
All words and music by Jim Fidler.
All vocals and instrumentation by Jim Fidler.
www.jimfidler.com
Extra spoken bits by Kathy (Kyliemac) McAlhany
www.katiaandkyliemac.com
Photography and visual realization by Lillian Fidler
www.lillianfidler.com
Recorded, mixed and mastered at the Roots Cellar, St. John's, Newfoundland by Jim Fidler.
www.rootscellar.net
Thanks to Chris Bell, Sirkku HeinÃluoto, Brian Olesen, Kevin Doucet and all the Midimag gang.
Lyrics:
You may not think that you have the time,
But, I tell you sister, it could be sublime.
So, put on your red shoes and comb your hair,
Tonight, I know that I will see you there.
Chorus:
We'll be dancing at the Rubber Ball,
We'll be dancing at the Rubber Ball,
We'll be dancing at the Rubber Ball,
We'll be dancing at the Rubber Ball, y'all, dancing at the Rubber Ball.
Lots of dances seem to come and go,
But, this one's going to stick around, I know.
So, put on your makeup and comb your hair,
'cause, tonight, I know that I will see you there.
Chorus:
And if you think this is just some kind of fad,
I tell you, sister, that you're going mad.
So, put on your red shoes and comb your hair,
And, tonight, I know that I will see you there.
Chorus: ...