Oy, said God, listen to me
Keep your hands off the apple tree
Eve and Adam wondered why
Made some cider and gave it a try
God came back and he made a row
Go and toil by the sweat of your brow
The snake said: The hell with the daily bread
He showed 'em how to do the latest dance instead
& it's
The Old Dance and a crooked dance too
Step outside the Law
Play the tune on your damned old fiddle
It'll burn you up like straw
God rolled up in a big black car
Took a drag on a fat cigar
Break the law and you pay the price
Out you go from Paradise
He stuck a sign on every tree
'This is private property'
The snake said: Property is theft
Never mind, there's always one thing left
& that's
The Old Dance …
God sends thunder, God sends hail
Chills and spills and bills in the mail
Plagues on the sly and the innocent
Frogs and boils and the government
Take your partners in despite
Try to dance away the night
With your hands all round
What'll we do when the sky falls down?
We'll do
The Old Dance …
