I was waltzin' with my darlin' at the ball. Lost in the and her charms. I was around the dancefloor, she felt so good in my arms. When a tall stranger walked up, and cut in. He said, excuse me sir, why don't you go a seat. I said well listen' here pardner, this may kinda crude, But the lady is dancin' me. Now I for the supper, an' I bought the drinks, So I feel that got the right, Now I'm ole buddy, but you just better back off, Or there's to be trouble here t'night. Now I can see you're upset, 'cause it's always been a tradition, To let a fine young cut in, But if you don't take your off my lady, pardner, I'm gonna have to your chin. Now, I've seen kind before and I know, what's on your mind. Your probably left you, for someone else, So you thought you'd just a run at mine. Yeah, you though be leavin' her later on, right...it's all part of the game. Why don't you take my and on go back to the bar, In one piece, the same way you in. The stranger took off and I saw him tryin' someone else. An' my well, she scowled at me, An' she said, you know...I that was very uncouth, And against all the rules of chivilary. Then she smiled up at me, with beautiful eyes, An' said, Mister, you know I kinda your style, But do you think we should up the sitter and check on the kids? I just grined and said, Naw...let's dance a while...