Track 5 of the EP Boots by the Door · 2012
Dancing Shoes in the Back Seat
“Red heels rolling around the back seat floor, a quarter past four and nowhere to be. I ended the EP on a dance.”
country · back-seat country · smooth honky-tonk · 3:52
Lyrics
Red heels rolling on the back seat floor Been riding shotgun since a quarter past four Dust on the leather, a scuff on the toe Lord, they remember every place we'd go I said I quit dancing when the good years ran dry But the shoes never listened, no they never would lie Radio's low and the road is wide There's a feeling in my feet I can't hide So I'm keeping my dancing shoes in the back seat Ready for the moment when the music finds me Any parking lot, any porch light glow Any slow guitar and a place to go Oh, my dancing shoes in the back seat Never really learned how to sit still, sweet If you hear a two-step on the evening breeze Come on and take my hand, come on, dance with me Pulled in at a bar with a crooked neon sign Heard a band tuning up, said it's now or it's never this time Laced up the heels in the glow of the dash Walked in the door with a smoky little laugh A stranger in a hat said, ma'am, may I cut in I said honey, I'm just getting started, let the evening begin Steel guitar crying, the floorboards sing Every worry I carried just dropped off the wing So I'm keeping my dancing shoes in the back seat Ready for the moment when the music finds me Any parking lot, any porch light glow Any slow guitar and a place to go Oh, my dancing shoes in the back seat Never really learned how to sit still, sweet If you hear a two-step on the evening breeze Come on and take my hand, come on, dance with me Some folks save their best for a someday I wore mine out on a Tuesday Slow turn, slow turn, let the whole room sway The night's got a rhythm, and I'm learning to stay So I'm keeping my dancing shoes in the back seat Ready for the moment when the music finds me Any parking lot, any porch light glow Any slow guitar and a place to go Oh, my dancing shoes in the back seat Never really learned how to sit still, sweet If you hear a two-step on the evening breeze Come on and take my hand, come on, dance with me Red heels rolling on the back seat floor Dancing, dancing, one more