No Kinda Dancer chords

[D]First of the month b[Bm]rings back the notion
Of a b[G]ig round white dance hall in the cool summer [A]night.-e
R[D]ed cherrub faces set b[Bm]lack shoes in motion
To the o[G]m pa pa rhythm of a German del[A]ight.

- And I t[Bm]ried hard to tell you I was [A]no kinda dancer.
T[Bm]akin' my hand to [E]prove I was wrong.
You gu[D]ided me gently though I t[Bm]hought I could never.
We were da[G]ncin' tog[A]ether at the e[G]nd of the s[D]ong. -

A t[D]ot little baldman, like a G[Bm]erman war hero
Would b[G]ox some old matrons to a quick Jon Paul Jo[A]nes.
D[D]rapes of crate paper, the b[Bm]all made of mirror,
Cast sh[G]iney reflections on a brass slide tromb[A]one.

- And I t[Bm]ried hard to tell you I was [A]no kinda dancer.
T[Bm]akin' my hand to [E]prove I was wrong.
You gu[D]ided me gently though I t[Bm]hought I could never.
We were da[G]ncin' tog[A]ether at the e[G]nd of the s[D]ong. -

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[D(2)] [Bm(2)] [G(1)] [A(1)] [G(1)] [D(2)]

The m[D]an was still dancin' with [Bm]his fan of partner
Though the b[G]and had quit playin' at the evening's e[A]nd.
It m[D]ade me feel lucky that [Bm]I had a partner
To te[G]ach me the dancesteps and come back ag[A]ain.

- And I t[Bm]ried hard to tell you I was [A]no kinda dancer.

[Bm]Takin' my hand to p[E]rove I was wrong.
You gu[D]ided me gently though I t[Bm]hought I could never.
We were da[G]ncin' tog[A]ether at the e[G]nd of the s[D]ong.
And I t[Bm]ried hard to tell you - [A] - -
T[Bm]akin' my hand to p[E]rove I was wrong.
You gu[D]ided me gently though I t[Bm]hought I could never.
We were da[G]ncin' tog[A]ether at the e[G]nd of the s[D]ong.