Slow Dance More

Grady Johnson was a common man

Four children and some bottom land

"Early to bed," he said, "Now that ain't me

Gotta spend some time with my family"

Left to it's own device May becomes June

And children grow up way too soon

So love your neighbor as yourself

Don't use money to measure wealth

Trust in God but lock your door

Buy low, sell high, and slow dance more

Mama Johnson was Grady's wife

She bore his children and she graced his life

Hand in hand, side by side

They worked hard to simplify

Some folks have, some have not

What matters most is what you do with what you've got

So love your neighbor as yourself

Don't use money to measure wealth

Trust in God but lock your door

Buy low, sell high, and slow dance more, and more

I think I understand

What my father's father meant

When he said, "Son, what matters most

You can count on just one hand"

Love your neighbor as yourself

Don't use money to measure wealth

Trust in God but lock your door

Buy low, sell high, and slow dance more

Buy low, sell high, and slow dance more