In the Pines

In a trunk on the attic floor
The record lay forty years or more
Till Janine came to poke about
In the attic she pulled it out
She decided to let it play
Unplayed music will fade away
So it spun on the old machine
And put her feet in a dancing dream

She was queen of the ball
Her surroundings fell away
And Janine danced in a carnival
Out of lost time
Loud and long that record played
As she danced in the world that the music made

The mean old grandma who lived next door
Heard the racket and called the law
The record player was still turned high
When the young rookie cop came by
Janine came dancing up to the door
She let him in and she danced some more

First he stared as she danced
Then the music that was playing
Caught him in its spell
And so he danced with her

Grandma came in and hollered
"Stop this crazy music and crazy cop!"
But Janine didn't seem to hear
Then the music caught Grandma's ear
She remembered those bygone days
And how she danced while the fiddle played
So she laughed and then went to bed
With the tune playing in her head

And she danced in her dreams
With her husband one more time
And the record he had bought for her
Spun until dawn