A Northern girl in a Southern town
With an iron will and a wit renowned
Never suffer fools gladly
There whenever we fall
She always heeds our call
No one else has had her swing before
On the putting green she has a rabbit's paw
Lands on every fairway
Soaring over the rough
A portrait of golf art
But when the music starts
Grace the floor, first to dance
Eyes on her, room entranced
Waltzing left, disco right
Spreading cheer and romance
With her moves and her glance
Others slowly advance
She's always the first to dance
The whole world 'round with your man in tow
A quizzing whizz and a crossword pro
Your mother's love like no other
You feed our bodies and souls
Whether we're near or far
A vintage red, you progress with time
Like ole Father Browne, you've a nose for crime
Nimble wielding a thimble
Patching every last hurt
Always a class apart
But when the music starts
Grace the floor, first to dance
Eyes on her, room entranced
Waltzing left, disco right
Spreading cheer and romance
With her moves and her glance
Others slowly advance
She's always the first to dance
And when she's done with the dance routine
She takes it slow, she takes it slow
But soon the rhythm gets to her feet
She's gotta go, she's gotta go
Grace the floor, first to dance
Eyes on her, room entranced
Waltzing left, disco right
Spreading cheer and romance
With her moves and her glance
Others slowly advance
She's always the first to...
Grace the floor, first to dance
Eyes on her, room entranced
Waltzing left, disco right,
Spreading cheer and romance
With her moves and her glance
Others slowly advance
She's always the first to...
Grace the floor, first to dance
Eyes on her, room entranced
Waltzing left, disco right
Spreading cheer and romance
With her moves and her glance
Others slowly advance
She's always the first to dance