(Alan JacksonJim McBride)



Well she puts her dancing shoes on every night

And comes alive there in the smoke beneath the neon lights

And she don't like those hurtin' songs

Cause she's already lived 'em

She checks her broken heart there at the door

She ain't looking for romance, she danced that dance before

Well I pity the next poor fool that get caught up in her rhythm

Cause she don't get the blues, she gives 'em



She's been on the losing end of love too many times

And she ain't gonna go for anything you've got in mind

So before you start let me impart

These few words of wisdom

She don't get the blues, she gives 'em



She's been on the losing end of love too many times

And she ain't gonna go for anything you've got in mind

So before you start let me impart

These few words of wisdom

She don't get the blues, she gives 'em



She don't get the blues, she gives 'em