Sweet is the melody, so hard to come by
It's so hard to make every note bend just right
You lay down the hours and leave not one trace
but a tune for the dancing is there in its place

The dance floor's for gliding
not jumping over ponies
where boots and gold bracelets come and meet as they should
It's for celebrating a Friday night romance
forgetting the bad stuff and just feeling good

Sweet is the melody, so hard to come by
It's so hard to make every note bend just right
You lay down the hours and leave not one trace
but a tune for the dancing is there in its place

An arm's just an arm
"?til it's wrapped "?round a shoulder
looped side by side
they go stepping out together
A note's just a note
"?til you wake from your slumber
and dare to discover the new melody

Sweet is the melody, so hard to come by
It's so hard to make every note bend just right
You lay down the hours and leave not one trace
but a tune for the dancing is there in its place

(Iris DeMent) ?© 1993 Songs of Iris (ASCAP)

Acoustic guitar, mandolin and accordion: Gordie Sampson
Fiddle: Natalie MacMaster