Texty: Harry Chapin. Dancin' Boy.

When your daddy plays guitar
You dance without a smile
Kid, you may not have great rhythm
But you sure got style

Just four years old and still it seems
You've got it figured out
When daddy sings and then you dance
The people clap and shout

'Cause you're my dancin' boy
And it's so scary how you trust me
Just one look from you
And I come pouring out like wine

Dancin' boy
I'm sure by now that you must see
You're dancin' means much more to me
Than any dream of mine

Yes, I'm so proud when you are with me
That my heart digs in my throat
And when you stop to strut your stuff
My eyes go all afloat

And when I have to leave you home
As sometimes it must be
I feel that with my leaving
I leave far too much of me

Yes, you're my dancin' boy
And it's scary how you trust me
Just one look from you
And I come pouring out like wine

You're my dancin' boy
I'm sure by now that you must see
You're dancin' means much more to me
Than any dream of mine
My dancing kid

You know the time will come, my dancin' boy
When you're dancin' days are done
And when daddy and his dancin' boy
Will have dwindled down to one

You know the world will have taught you other steps
To match the march of time
So you'll have to keep our dancin' days
Dancin' in your mind

Yes, do your dancin', boy
'Cause it's so scary how you trust me
Just one look from you
And I come pouring out like wine

Do your dancin', boy
I'm sure by now that you must see
You're dancin' means much more to me
Than any dream of mine

Dancin' boy