See I've always been a traveling man
I still do get around
And it's true I knew a girl or two
When I was out of town
But they all add up to nothing
In this world of cheap romance
And I'd trade them all for one short hour
Watching Amy dance
She'd run round and round in circles and
Clap her little hands
It's a memory that keeps haunting me
Wish I could see my Amy dance
Wish I could my little girl dance
Mom and Dad are gone rest their souls
My brother is far away
And the way I thought it would all turn out
Ain't where I am today
Lord I know I don't deserve no favors
But please grant me one more chance
Just to spend an hour or two watching Amy dance