DANCE HALL GIRLS

From a hard day’s work they come to town,

Out on the range, from their farms, from the saddle.

For a drink, a card game, or something to eat,

They come to let off steam, music, and dance hall girls, on this night in the heat.

In dresses with smiles, it is their job to entertain,

A drink with a cowboy, a fantasy for he.

They drink and they gamble, dance with the girls,

Hoping to spend a night not alone.

Dance hall girls in an old western town,

Men come from all over for the scent of perfume and a smile.

Keith Garrett