Dancin', Shaggin' on the Boulevard

Written by

Randy Owen,

Teddy Gentry, and

Greg Fowler

Well the Magic

Attic's where the music rolls

And the Army-

Navy's got ol'

Jackie Soul

Down on Peaches

Corner there are

Good Ol' Boys

And Mother

Fletchers makin' lots of noise

They're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Well the Tams are playin' at the

Port-O-Call

And the Drifters underneath the

Boardwalk

At the Sapnish

Galleon and

Ol' Fat Jacks

Jukebox playin' and the place is packed

You bet they're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

You know they're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Got the top down and the traffic's slow

Sun Fun Week and, we all go

Where the girls are sunnin' and lookin' good

Well I never met 'em but

I wish I could

And we'd go dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

We'd go dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Well the Embers singin' up on

Ocean Drive

And the Castaways are gettin' loud tonight

At the Electric

Circus they all getin' down

And the Carousel's spinnin' round and 'round

See them dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

I see 'em dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Well I'm hangin out down at

Sloppy Joes

They may doze but they never close

And the Bama

Boys at the

Bowery They can't dance but they play for free

But they like dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

They know dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

They wrote dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Shaggin' on the boulevard

Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard