J.E Sunde - I dont care to dance

Well I don’t care^Am to dance You know this, I have told you I don’t d^Dmance But the music, and your beauty well they ^Fmmove me so I take you by the ^Dmhand^E7s But you will have to l^Amead

And so we start to^Am move The Tonic that is mixed up with the^Dm Gin Warm within and working on my l^Fmimbs and as the room begins to sp^Dmin ^E7 I’m happy to be near yo^Amu ^A7

And you laugh as I st^Dmare down^Dm/C at my f^Dm/Beet Holy Mother of the hum^Cble a^G/Bnd the w^Ameak You gently lift my c^Dmhin so I can ^Glook into your e^Cyes ^A7 And you rebuke the b^Dmullshit a^Dm/Cnd the ^Dm/Blies, all those people who t^Cold me h^G/Bow to be a m^Aman Well I don’t want to f^Dmollow them any lo^Gnger So twirl me around the f^Amloor

I begin to h^Amope The tea lights left to gutter and to sm^Dmoke We’re sweating and we’re laughing, and the ba^Fmnd is only playing songs we^Dm know^E7 And I think you really kn^Amow me

And suddenly it’s ^Amgone The worry that has weighed upon my he^Dmart The fear that I’m undeserving of the da^Fmnce that I’ve been yearning to take^Dm part in ^E7 The blessed invit^Amatio^A7n

And you laugh as I st^Dmare down^Dm/C at my f^Dm/Beet Holy Mother of the hum^Cble a^G/Bnd the w^Ameak You gently lift my c^Dmhin so I can ^Glook into your e^Cyes ^A7 And you rebuke the b^Dmullshit a^Dm/Cnd the ^Dm/Blies, all those people who t^Cold me h^G/Bow to be a m^Aman Well I don’t want to f^Dmollow them any lo^Gnger So twirl me around the f^Amloor