he lives up the road, bout a mile or so
and he's comin tonight and we're goin'
downtown, we're goin' downtown,
he's gonna borrow his daddy's car,
and we don't need no chaperone
so momma don't wait up for me we're goin'
downtown,we're goin' downtown, we're goin'
i'll wear my best dress, and he'll look so fine
so sally come blow your horn we're goin'
downtown, we're goin’ downtown,we're goin'
there's a square dance tonight downtown, downtown
and the evenin's just right for goin' downtown, we're goin' downtown, we goin..
well here he comes around the bend, and he's lookin a fright
i said tell me where you been, he said
downtown, i been downtown, i been downtown
i said honey, you look so sad
won't you tell me why for?
he said, i just clocked the banker's son that foreclosed on my
daddy's store downtown, downtown..
he said, i hit that boy so hard
for the mean things he said
but where he fell a puddle grew and the
puddle was red, he'd
hit his head, 'n i
think that he's dead...
sweetheart, i love you true, but i really can't stay
they'll be comin for me soon, i'm leavin today
there's a square dance tonight
downtown, downtown
and the evenin's just right for goin'
downtown, goin'
downtown, we're goin'
downtown..
written by janas hoyt, copyright © 1994, bide-a-wee music
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