B. T. Bones
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The Rhythm Aces clog team always had so much friendly fun,
We were one big happy family clogging together on the run.
But we also played together sometimes getting a little bit wild,
Often releasing all our inhibitions together like a young child.
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B. T. Bones
When we went to clog competition at Silver Dollar City at Branson,
The Aces usually went to B. T. Bones to celebrate when we won.
It was a family place with food, beer, and dance with a band.
That allowed us to act up a little without getting out of hand.
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The longhorn bull was the theme of B. T, Bones night time place.
Sometimes they had one out front to greet you face to face.
We stopped out front to see the longhorn bull rider out there.
Before going inside to eat and start drinking that ice cold beer.
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As you enter B. T, Bones there was a Sasquatch standing tall.
Pam said he reminded her of me standing right there in the hall.
They had checkered cloth napkins inside on all the table sets,
That became our dew rags and neckerchiefs there where we met.
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The Rhythm Aces introduced a brand new dance at B. T. Bones,
That everyone in the crowd just loved as we set the party tone.
That dance that we originated ourselves in that little cantina,
Was later adapted by others that called the dance the Macarena.
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We did that dance every year that we went back to B. T. Bones,
The Fred Shuffle Dance became a tradition at our annual show,
We even taught my son in law Carl that dance looking so right,
On one of those years that we celebrated there in the night.
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As the night rolled on at B. T. Bones, everyone there joined in too,
Doing the Fred Shuffle out there with the Rhythm Aces crew.
The whole floor was full of new dancers looking so very good,
Dancing with the Rhythm Aces having fun like they should.
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We all danced the two step and the waltzes with our families,
Having the time of our lives dancing there for everyone to see.
We had some cool moves that brought smiles to all of our faces,
In that club there in Branson known as B T. Bones fun place.
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The featured singer there was called Joni who had an eye for Fred,
I recall once when she came to our table making Fred a little red
From the look on Paulette’s face, she didn’t look too very happy.
That Joni was flirting with Fred which made her a little snappy.
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Gary and Paula could swing with the best of them getting it on,
Gary would swing Paula out there as they danced on the run.
With his arm held high with a dew rag and neckerchief of red.
Holding on with one little finger looking down with his head.
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The girls often put on the dew rags when we were dancing too.
They looked good with that special woman’s touch on the dew’s,
I think everyone in B. T. Bones had a ball just watching us go wild.
We were just having fun together in our own very special style.
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Gary and Paula had a belly rubber dance that they did well.
Looking just like young lovers feeling much hotter than hell.
But that red checkered dew rag with the little peak on the top,
Kept us feeling like they were just having too much fun to stop.
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After a good night at B.T. Bones, the girls boobs seemed to grow,
They all wore hot red sweaters at Silver Dollar City just for show.
It was a lot of fun hanging with those ladies looking like Dolly,
Walking all around the park with those bouncy ladies so jolly.
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By Bill
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Thanks for reading B. T. Bones,
Bill