*We won't do the curlique, cast off nor hopp-dee-do
Just the plain and simple things like mama used to do
Stack the deck and twist the line just keeps her all upset
When mama gets up on the floor she won't be such a wreck
*Mama dances like a dream when she's not shoved around
She's looking for a shufflin' man who keeps a steady beat
Then she'll dance til' mornin' hour 'midst rain and snow and heat
*This will be the last go round for me to sing this song
Won't you tell your friends alike my tale of mama's woe
So she'll dance a long, long time for years to come and go