Circle left
He's got a Chevrolet that don't always run
And the radio never turns down
Left allemande, dosi your own
Left allemande and weave the town
But there's a girl at the hole in the wall where he plays
Don't take her eyes off the stage
(Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na)
(Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na)

Heads pass thru and half sashay, cloverleaf
Sides turn thru, left swing thru in time
Boys you run, bend the line, half sashay
Flutter wheel pick him up down the line
Slide thru, pass thru, trade by right there
Swing your girl promenade in a square
(Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na) Young love and Saturday nights
(Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na)

Sides face grand square
She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta
That Silverado he got parked outside
Loves a cranking '89 Alabama
Kissing for an hour
Allemande left and you weave tonight
Here's to good girls that can't keep from falling
For bad boys that their daddies don't like
Small towns that keep staying small
Here's to old trucks...