A waltz for the bears.
singer
songwriter
acoustic
beatles
music
florida
new york
love songs
writer
college performer
larry whitler
robin macblane
Story behind the song
I was playing my accordion one day and wanted to play my guitar so I could write a song for my accordion that would utilize my guitar and my accordion and it had to be a waltz so here it is!
Lyrics
She used to like
Goin' down to this place
By the river
We'd sit for hours
Just watching the boats passing by
An accordion man
Would play waltzes
And we'd dance together
And we swore we'd come back for some more
For the rest of our lives
To the Squeezebox Cafe
That's what she'd say
She'd close her eyes and be mesmerized
When that squeezebox was played
Her heart would swell
And I loved that look on her face
At the Squeezebox Cafe
She used to laugh uncontrollably
At inhibition
She used to say "Let it flow
It'll come naturally"
An accordion man playing oom-pahs
While hopefuls are fishin'
And she'd spin in the moonlight
Her skirt lifting up in the breeze
At the Squeezebox Cafe
That's what she'd say
She'd close her eyes and be mesmerized
When that squeezebox was played
Her heart would swell
And I loved that look on her face
At the Squeezebox Cafe
At the Squeezebox Cafe
That's what she'd say
She'd close her eyes and be mesmerized
When that squeezebox was played
Her heart would swell
And I loved that look in her face
At the Squeezebox Cafe
The Squeezebox Cafe
That's what she'd say
She'd close her eyes and be mesmerized
When that squeezebox was played
Her heart would swell
And I loved that look on her face
At the Squeezebox Cafe