Ginnie

Everyone can hear the music

You can taste the mood of the wine

Getting high on the beer and the atmosphere of a good time

You can hear everyone laughing

Like they've got something to share

Cigarette smoke and bad jokes hang in the air

But Ginnie doesn't hear it

I wonder does she realize

She's sitting there with that faraway look in her eyes

Where she goes, she doesn't say

But she'll leave you way behind

Going nowhere, soon, she'll be somewhere else in her mind

But if the music is right

And the rhythm is light

Ginnie will dance the jig tonight

Soon we'll all be singing

The chorus from some old song

Guitars, fiddles, everything playing along

We'll all be hitting the high note

When the piano begins to play

All those songs we hate, but we sing them anyway

But Ginnie doesn't hear it

It's that moment when she goes

Some place in her mind nobody knows

Her laughter's gone, her smile is faded

She loses it all and then

That something forgotten comes back now and again

But if the music is right

And the rhythm is light

Ginnie will dance the jig tonight

There are people talking everywhere

But Ginnie's all alone

She's locked up in that little world of her own

You can look into her eyes

But there's something you won't see

A forgotten moment of some old memory

But if the music is right

And the rhythm is light

Ginnie will dance the jig tonight

Ginnie will dance the jig tonight