Chanticler

Let me tell you 'bout the girl that I met in the Chanticler
Back when I was sixteen
She was beautiful, she danced for the people
In a way that I had never seen
Lord she was a beauty, dancing was her duty
To the music of the band
Folks come in the Chanticler, she would dance and they would stare
I was lost in wonderland

I would go there Sunday nights to play some music, drink some whiskey
Watch her dance and greet the sun
I would go there Sunday nights to play some music, drink some whiskey
Drive her home when she was done

Seems I spent a lot of Sunday nights that way
Drinking whiskey living in a trance
Hangin' 'round the Chanticler, doin' my best not to stare
And watching that girl dance

This was Baltimore, back in the fifties
A lovely place to be
The worries of the world did not exist then
Least looking back it seems that way to me

I had never seen a live girl dancing with no clothes on
Gracious what charisma she possessed
I would go downstairs and talk to her through the front door
Of her dressing room while she got dressed
Every Sunday night I could not wait to see her
Every Sunday night it was the same
Every ounce of my existence threatened to break out
Into total unabashed burning flame
I know you'd never ask but no we never made love
That could not be at the time
But she filled my life with deep infatuation
And semi-drunken Sunday nights sublime
Yeah, she filled my life with deep infatuation
And semi-drunken Sunday nights sublime