It’s Sand Man

Do you dig romancin’?
Cop your chops a kiss
But if you dig dancin’
Baby dig this

You want a new dance to do
It’s Sand, Man
You're bound to think it’s grand man
Don’t have to move from where you stand
Yes, you can do the Sand, Man

You dust up your feet to do it
Ain't really nothin' to it
This beat your feet will understand
I'm a fan do the Sand, Man

Your feet keep scrapin'
And scratchin' up such a sound, I'm tellin' you
Just pick your toes up n' lay 'em down

Cause it's the greatest for never travelin'
Just standin' still and gravelin'
Your feet will flutter like a fan
Man it's grand man it's Sand, Man

How's about a little sample of sandin'?
How's about another step for demandin'?
How's aboutcha kind of puttin' a hand in?
Here we go a-sandin'

Count to keep score, 1,2,3,4
Then do four more
You gotta really ruffle up the floor lemme tell you

Big, bold, broad beat brought back by Basie's band man

But even Beethoven, Bach, and Mozart
Took in the tappin' toes art
Go dig the ballet too
But man get your Sand Man, it's Sand Man

Don't pause
Cause
Man

You dig it man
I dig it man
Then everybody out to better understand

You've got to scuffle up a sandstorm
Somewhere under your two feet
To make old feet end up feelin' like new feet

Go right on man
Be raisin' sand
And raisin' Sand Man
The dance you do is grand man

Diggin' Sand Man
And it's grand man
But then it's
Sand Man!