he's got lights in his fingers
he keeps his hands in his pockets
and waltzes the evening away
it's a waltz to a face on the wall
it's a waltz to the rodeo
the damned thing it rides him
he keeps the moon in his car
it's a waltz to a face on the wall
it's a waltz to the rodeo
the damned thing it rides him
they say he's been drinking
he's got mud on his boots
he knows they're all thinking
he's only an old waltzing fool
he's got lights in his fingers
he keeps his hands in his pockets
and waltzes the evening away
he's waltzing the evening away