My heart was a dancer, no you don't need to know her name
She could turn on a nickel and give you back four cents in change
My heart was a dancer, she made her living on her toes
And what she ever saw in me, only God in Heaven knows

I used to sit at my table, just me and whisky all alone
Watching my heart dance and each night I'd try to take her home
Others would try to show my heart a better way to feel
My heart was a dancer, oh, heart please don't be still

My heart was a dancer, I'd love to see her dancin' now
Pretty and graceful, still beating just for me somehow
My heart was a dancer, another lifetime ago
She was real for me before the others it was all just a show

I used to sit at my table, just me and whisky all alone
Watching my heart dance and each night I'd try to take her home
Others would try to show my heart a better way to feel
My heart was a dancer, oh, heart, please don't be still
My heart was a dancer, oh, heart, please don't be still

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Writer(s): Buddy Cannon, Willie Nelson