You can dance
Every dance with the guy
Who gave you the eye
Let him hold you tight

You can smile
Every smile for the man
Who held your hand
Beneath the pale moonlight

But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
Oh, darlin'
Save the last dance for me

Yes, I know that the music's fine
Like sparklin' wine
Go and have your fun

Laugh and sing
But while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone

And don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
Oh darlin'
Save the last dance for me

Don't you know I love you so
Can't you feel it when we touch
I'll never let you go
I need you, I need you oh so much

You can dance
Go on, carry on
Till the night is gone
And it's time to go

But if he asks
If you're all alone
Can he take you home
You must tell him no

Don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
Oh, darlin'
Oh, darlin'
Oh, darlin' save the last dance for me
Oh, darlin' save the last dance for me


Written by Doc Pomus and Mort Shuman.

Save The Last Dance For Me

CRIME DON'T PAY

She the one do no thing strong
She the one do it all wrong
But on this time, oh no
She the one get cut down hard
She never one who do the scar
Thought she built happy home
Thought he never would roam

He homicided her heart
In so cold-blood a way
What a bad habit to start
You know crime don't pay
Crime don't pay

She the one get battered down
But she the one do battle now
'Cause on this time, oh no
He fill belly with wine
He say find you a spine
Well tonight now he see
What he get victiming

He homicided her heart
In so cold-blood a way
What a bad habit to start
You know crime don't pay
Crime don't pay

All led one thing to the other
Djab guiding her hand
All red, table, counter, kitchen floor
He start it
She parted
Hard, so hard ending to this way
She not stay

He homicided her heart
In so cold-blood a way
What a bad habit to start
You know crime don't pay
Crime don't pay
Crime don't pay
No, crime don't pay

copyright 2011 Long Forever Songs (BMI)


Crime Don't Pay

WHO WANTS TO FALL IN LOVE

It's Friday night
This don't feel right
She said somethin' about
Goin' out alone so we don't fight
We had no set plans
But man, I kinda thought
We wouldn't need no plans
It's Friday
I just wanna sip wine with my woman

She should say what she really means
Makes a man wanna break it off clean
So let's see

Who wants to fall in love 'round here
Whose baby needs a father
Whose kin needs a Christian soul
To buy a ring
Lighten the load
And make a dollar

She's MIA
It's been three whole days
She won't answer the phone
But all her friends say everything's okay
Well I know different
My friends say
They saw her holdin' hands
With some poor kid
Who plays bass in a punk rock band

I'm gonna get myself to a bar
Figure out where the good girls are
And say

Who wants to fall in love 'round here
Whose baby needs a father
Whose kin needs a Christian soul
To buy a ring
Lighten the load
And make a dollar

Life's too short not to have romance
Gimme one good girl and one chance
Let's see hands

Who wants to fall in love 'round here
Who wants to fall in love
Who wants to fall in love 'round here
Who wants to fall in love

Who wants to fall in love 'round here
Whose baby needs a father
Whose kin needs a Christian soul
To buy a ring
And lighten the load

Who wants to fall in love 'round here
Whose baby needs a daddy
Whose kind mama's primed like mine
To see the ring
Find a church
And get to the grandmotherin'

Who wants to fall in love
Who wants to fall in love

copyright 2011 Long Forever Songs (BMI)


Who Wants to Fall in Love

PRIORITY ONE

I wanna do you in the bathroom
Of the Hotel Cafe
I wanna do you in the basement
Of a YMCA
I wanna do you wherever
You wanna be done
But let me hear you say I love you
That's priority one

I wanna do you when your day
Hasn't gone as you planned
I wanna do you when you're good and done
With holding my hand
I wanna do you whenever
You wanna do me
Don't matter when it is
I love you unconditionally

Let's see a Broadway show
And then go close that bar
We found the other day
We'll stumble home
Take off our clothes
And get under the covers
And pretend we're brand new lovers
That's the way you make me feel anyway

I wanna do you in the backseat
Of a Chevrolet
I wanna do you at your parents' house
While they are away
I wanna do you
Every way under the sun
Just keep on saying that you love me
That's priority one
That's priority one
That's priority one, two, three, four, five
And that's priority six, seven, eight, nine
And that's priority ten, eleven, twelve
Maybe priority thirteen
Is that you're hot

But fourteen, fifteen, sixteen's that you love me
And seventeen, eighteen is that you love me
And nineteen definitely is that you love me
But twenty
Is that you have some money
Na na, na na na na
Na na na, na na na na na
Na na na, na na na na na
But priority one is
That you love me too

copyright 2011 Long Forever Songs (BMI)

Priority One

FIELD DAY (YOU KNOW THAT I'LL WIN)

You know that I'll win

I just heard
From somebody reliable
You've gone and found another man
Found another man
Well, I'm quite sure
Your schedule's pliable
But honey, try to understand
Try to understand
Ain't gonna share any of your time
With another

So is he smarter
Arm muscles harder
Everything down to his paycheck larger
You want competition
It doesn't matter to me
I'll let you be the judge

And watch me have a field day
With his heart superficial
And his car
Better have a V8
Or you know that I'll win
Oh, you know that I'll win

I don't know
What kind of love you're lookin' for
Simple sweet or somethin' hot
Sweet or somethin' hot
Well, how 'bout both
I'll be all that and more
So you wanna have some fun or not
Have some fun or not
'Cause honey, you're the one I want
But time's wastin', so

Does he know your mother
Your favorite color
Bet he can't handle you under the covers
You want variation
Darlin', I tend to agree
But I'm over the hunt

Just watch me have a field day
With his heart superficial
And his car
Better have a V8
Or you know that I'll win

You know that
There's more to the art of seduction
Than champagne
And a snail on a plate
Girl, you know that I'll win
Oh, you know that I'll win

So does he know what shape I'm in
'Cause I don't think he's up on the score
He better know what shape I'm in
'Cause I'm about to mop up a couple floors

So is he smarter
Arm muscles harder
Everything down to his paycheck larger
You want variation
Darlin', I tend to agree
But I'm over the hunt
I want you

I'll have a field day
With your game artificial
We both know
That you won't ever stray
So let's say that I win

I know that
There's more to the art of seduction
Than champagne
And a snail on a plate
Girl, you know that I win

I had a field day
And you know his car
Wasn't anything great
So come tell me I win
Yeah, you know that I win

You know that I win
You know that I win
You know that I win
You know that I win

copyright 2011 Long Forever Songs (BMI)


Field Day

OUR KIND OF REVOLUTION
(Jones/Miriello/Moore)


I am ready to be happy
I am ready to feel free

I’ve been searching for somebody
Who’s been hurting just like me

‘Cause it’s our time
And we’re ready
The power’s in the people

And we’re not going back
To where we were before
This is

Our kind of revolution
I found my sanctuary
One love is the solution
But it’s up to us to make it
More than just a dream

Let’s imagine more compassion
Children safe and air that’s clean

Help somebody who is helpless
Give a little more than just what they need

And it's time now
Sing it loud
The power’s in the people

And we're not gonna
Sit in silence anymore
This is

Our kind of revolution
I found my sanctuary
One love is the solution
But it’s up to us to make it
More than just a dream

This is
My kind of revolution
I found my sanctuary
One love 
One love's the solution
It’s up to us to make it
More than just a dream

Our kind of revolution
I found my sanctuary
One love is the solution
But it’s up to us to make it
More than just a dream

More than just a dream...

© 2020 Timothy Lee Jones/Just A Southern Song (ASCAP); Amie Miriello/Universal Music Publishing Group (BMI); M.D. Moore/Long Forever Songs (BMI).

Vocalists in order of appearance:
AMIE MIRIELLO, Boys Club for Girls
ANDREW LEAHEY, Andrew Leahey & the Homestead
VANESSA OLIVAREZ, Boys Club for Girls
CYRENA WAGES
PHILIP CREAMER, Neon Castles 
SARAH POTENZA
JESSE COLE
TAYLOR DUPUIS, Roanoke
TIM JONES, Whiskey Wolves of the West
DEAN MOORE
RENO BO, Neon Castles
JON LATHAM AND THE CAFE ROOSTER CHOIRBOYS

Players:
JOSH DAY - Drums, percussion
DEAN MOORE - Bass guitar, electric guitar, BGVs
JON LATHAM - Acoustic guitar, electric guitar, BGVs
BRIAN WRIGHT - Electric guitar, piano
DREW BELK - Pedal steel
GREG HERNDON - Organ
AMIE MIRIELLO - BGVs
SARAH POTENZA - BGVs
PHILIP CREAMER - BGVs
RENO BO - BGVs

Recorded, mixed and mastered by GABE MASTERSON at CAFE ROOSTER RECORDS HEADQUARTERS, Nashville TN USA.

Dean Moore

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