Very Soft Shoes - Matt Mattox

I’m far from sentimental or romantic

And I like to think I’m strictly up to date

But at times the dancing gets a bit too frantic

In these hectic days of 1428

So indulge me as I pause to raise my chalice

To a quaint and charming dance they used to do

In the days when my dear father played the palace

Back in 1392

My dad was debonair

And quite as light as air

In his very soft shoes

How he could dip

And glide

And skip, and slip, and slide

In his very soft shoes

I used to stand and watch him

Every day

He was always smooth and cool

I used to love to hear the people say:

«He's a regular dancing fool!»

He barely touched the ground

And never made a sound

But I noticed in all his reviews

That when he took his bow

To the crowd and the crown

The crowd went crazy and the house came down

When Daddy wore his very soft shoes

That when he took his bow

To the crowd and the crown

The crowd went crazy and the house came down

When Daddy wore his very soft

Shhhhhhhhhhhhoes!