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She Said She Was A Dancer

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She Said She Was A Dancer

Year: 2005 - Album: Crest of a Knave

Written by Ian Anderson

	  		Said She Was A Dancer  

F                       C   Dm                        Bb  
She said she was a dancer. If I believed it, it was my busines  
F                           C             Dm  
She surely knew a thing or two about control.  
F                              C  
Next to the bar we hit the samovar.  
Dm                        Bb  
She almost slipped right through my fingers.  
F                   C             Dm  
It was snowing outside and in her soul.  

F                       C   Dm                        Bb  
Well, maybe you're a dancer, and maybe I'm the King of Old Siam.  
F                           C                    Dm  
I thought it through... best to let the illusion roll.  
F                                              C  
I wouldn't say I've never heard that tale before,  
Dm                  Bb  
my frozen little seņorita,  
              F                           C                       Dm  
but if your dream is good,  why not share it when the nights are cold?  
G                               C                             D  
Hey Moscow, what's your story? Lady, take your time, don't hurry.  
G                           D          C  
Maybe a student of the agricultural plan.  
G                                     C                          D  
Hey Moscow, what's your name? If you don't want to say, don't worry.  
G                      D                       C  
It would probably be hard for me to make it scan.  

With her phrase book in her silk soft hand  
she spoke in riddles while the vodka listened.  
I said, ``Let me look up love, if I might be so bold.''  
She was the nearest thing to Rock and Roll  
that side of the velvet curtain  
that separates eastern steel from western gold.  

Hey Miss Moscow, what's your story?  
You needn't speak aloud, just whisper.  
Am I just the closest thing to an Englishman?  
You've seen me in your magazines, or maybe on state television.  
I'm your Pepsi-Cola, but you won't take me out the can.  
She said she was a dancer --- so she did.  

She said she was a dancer. If I believed it, it was my business.  
It felt like a merry dance that I was being led.  
So I stole one kiss. It was a near miss.  
She looked at me like I was Jack the Ripper.  
She leaned in close. ``Goodnight,'' was all she said.  
So I took myself off to bed.  
   

Words and music by  IAN ANDERSON  

TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN)  
ALL CORRECTIONS ARE WELCOME  
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