Slow Your Dancing

Oh the church of Jesus Christ

Came a knocking on my door today

They were young missionaries

Just trying to spread their tired gospel

But I told I'd be singing my own song

Oh I told I'm singing my own song

'Cause I was thinking of my father

When I found a child in the sea cave

And I will fall into the ocean

If I dance upon that roof anymore

If I wear these crazy boots anymore

If I dance upon that roof anymore

Or wear these crazy boots

And I will chew my wrist for cabin blood

I'll sew smooth the rocks into my pillow

Until I'm singing with my husband

And whispering bout the gold

And we'll always head

Up north to find our home

Oh we'll always head

Up north to find our home

Oh we'll always head

Up north to find our home

And I'll be spinning in my skirts

And knitting tiny tiny tiny tiny little hats

And when my breath becomes an island

I won't be dancing upon that roof anymore

I won't wearing these crazy boots anymore

I won't be dancing on that roof anymore

Or wearing these crazy boots

And I will still be singing my own song

And I'll always head

Up north to find my home

Oh I will still be singing my own song

And I'll always head

Up north to find my home

Oh, I'll always head

Up north to find my home