There's nothin' like cornmeal on a dancehall floor For dancin' the night away Slippin' and slidin' Effortlessly glidin' in the arms of my sweet Lillie Mae So I shined up my boots and ironed my shirt And pulled on some new blue jeans Oh, I brushed off my hat, slicked back my hair I'll beat all that she's ever seen There's nothin' like listenin' to the fiddles play While doin' the cornmeal waltz There's nothin' to keep you from driftin' away Doin' the cornmeal waltz ♪ Way out on Ranch Road 17 There's a dance hall in the live-oak trees Yellow lights strung up all around So all the little kids can see Pickups are parked near to the road The beer is so cold it might freeze Stars are all out, the band's in tune And it smells like a barbecue breeze There's nothin' like listenin' to the fiddles play While doin' the cornmeal waltz There's nothin' to keep you from driftin' away Doin' the cornmeal waltz ♪ Beat-up old Stetsons, beehive hair Belt buckles bumpin' in time There's little girls dancin' on their daddies' toes Spinnin' around on a dime Grandma and Grandpa are out on the floor Dancin' like they've lost their minds There's old maids and bachelors and sweethearts alike All movin' in three-quarter time There's nothin' like listenin' to the fiddles play While doin' the cornmeal waltz There's nothin' to keep you from driftin' away Just doin' the cornmeal waltz