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Dancing for Renoir down by the water, he found her sitting there he took in her beauty, as the wind blew through her hair and slowly she stood up, and turned herself around the face of an angel, he could hardly make a sound he said oh yeah he asked her to go, with him into town to look at the paintings, of an artist he had found she thought he was joking, but still she went along he asked her, her name, she said suzanne valedon he said oh yeah hold me now until i go to sleep then from far away back to those days i'll see but if you must find me i'll tell you where i'll be i'll be dancing for renoir in my dreams he showed her a portrait, of madame charpentier as she sat with her children, so happily at play they went to the ball, at the moulin de la galette and walked through the flowers, in the garden of monet she said oh yeah can you remember, how it felt to be a child not a care in the world, just young and free and wild suzanne can you help me, i need someone to dance i promise they'll remember, the day you took this chance she said oh yeah hold me now until i go to sleep then from far away back to those days i'll see but if you must find me i'll tell you where i'll be i'll be dancing for renoir in my dreams she danced with her partner, they barely touched the ground she flew through the air, as he twirled her round and round the painter was brilliant, the canvas caught it all she'll always remember, her dance at bougival she said oh yeah hold me now until i go to sleep then from far away back to those days i'll see but if you must find me i'll tell you where i'll be i'll be dancing for renoir in my dreams
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by Paul Bromwell |