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LORD OF THE DANCE
Dance to the music played for you,
Then you shall never fail to dance,
For should, you turn and walk away,
You may not get a second chance.
The flute, the harp, the walking drum,
May play the sacred beat,
And pluck the strings within the heart,
That make the dancing feet.
Come join us now, come join us now,
To sing our sacred chorus,
All those whose dancing feet are live,
Join all who've gone before us.
The tinkling bells and castanets,
May set the feet to prance,
A tambourine a fiddle too,
Could call the Lord of dance.
Come join us now, come join us now,
Could be your final chance,
Delight your soul and lose control,
Allow your feet to dance.
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