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Track Summary Music Track Title: Not Much of a Dancer Catalog ID: 288166 ISRC: US5UL0735372 |
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Description: This song was inspired by the song "Wonderful Life (Don't know much about history...)" that was made into a hit by Herman's Hermits in 1965. In my song the singer is not much of a dancer, poet, bread-winner, speaker, or painter but he still thinks he can still romance the woman he loves. |
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Artist or Group: Michael Dyer |
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Keywords: Dancer, Singer, Writer, Poet, Bread Winner, Thinker, Sinner, Stars, Mountains, Seas, Winds, Summer Breeze, Stars, Shore, Storm-Crossed, Lovers |
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Music Genre > Subgenre Rock Music Melodic Rock |
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Extended Properties Duration: 6:37 Tempo: Med Slow BPM: 90 |
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Arrangement: Band / Ensemble Instruments: Drum Kit, Bass, Electric Guitar, Percussion, Vocals Vocal Mix: Male Vocals Language: English |
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Album: Our Unwinding Time |
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Moods: Beautiful, Carefree, Comforting, Cool, Dreamy, Festive, Friendly, Graceful, Groovy, Hopeful, Loving, Optimistic, Reflective, Relaxing, Romantic, Serene, Shimmering, Soothing, Sweet, Touching |
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Lyrical Topics: Desire, Wanting, Assurance, Commitment, Happy |
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Lyrics
NOT MUCH OF A DANCER
Michael Dyer © 2006 I’m not much of a dancer, but I can romance her, off the dance floor. I’m not much of a singer, but I can bring her a joy, and so much more. Oh, make her weak in the knees. Oh, feel as light as a summer breeze, Oh, I can tease her, if she pleases. I’m not much of a poet, but I cannot go it alone, without her. I’m not much of a writer, but I can delight her, in my own special way. Oh, she must not delay. She has to try and stay. Oh, be with me today. I’m not much of a bread-winner. I know I’ve been a sinner, but I can change. I’m not much of a thinker, but I think her smile is, so wild and strange Like misty mountain memories, like the rippling of the deep blue seas, Like golden stars and cold-night covers, like rollin’ winds and storm-crossed lovers. I’m not much of a speaker, but I can seek her, with my eyes. Not much of a painter, but I can paint her, a ruby sunrise. Oh, what a surprise, never telling any lies. She’ll never have to cry, never fear, never have to dry a tear. No need for heart-felt sighs. No sad good-byes. Not much of a poet, but I cannot go it alone, without her. Oh, there is no more, without her, No safe shore, without her. No solid floor, without her. |
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