Thursday - Come Dancing lyrics

When my granda' met with Patsy Cline

He thought he'd have a wonderful time

She stepped on his foot and he did pine

I'm none the better for dancing

I'm none the better for dancing

Down at St. Anthony's oh

Well Jim if we had a bob or two

I'd tell you what we just might do

Invite the ladies over a few

And maybe the maids'll come dancing

And maybe the maids'll come dancing

Down at St. Anthony's oh

We told ol' Joe half eight for sure

He turned around and told one more

And four hundred nutters turned up at the door

All looking for maids to go dancing

All looking for maids to go dancing

Down at St. Anthony's oh

We nearly had to fend them off

They came in the house and began to scoff

Of refreshment sure there wasn't enough

Enough for the maids to come dancing

Enough for the maids to come dancing

Down at St. Anthony's oh

They got in the whiskey and brandy too

Then Flannery spewed up on my shoe

He turned to me and said I love you

Oh Jimmy we better go dancing

Oh Jimmy we better go dancing

Down at St. Anthony's oh

To the Ashford house on a Friday night

Then Tuman's and Ginger's for a bite

And it's exit that's open through all of the night

If they'll let me back in to go dancing

If they'll let me back in to go dancing

Down at St. Anthony's oh

Oh now come my boys and be aware

To make the scene you must take care

And not show up with puke in your hair

And maybe the maids will come dancing

And maybe the maids will come dancing

Down at St. Anthony's oh