[Intro] “Who’s the girl over there?” “Her?” “Yeah…” “Folks just call her Shiloh.” “That her real name?" “Nah… she’s just… from Shiloh.” “Why’s she sittin’ all alone?” “…Long story.” [Verse 1] She watched every couple cross that floor… Countin' every slow dance but her own... She never once looked my way… [Spoken] “I figured I’d hear it from her.” So I headed on over… [Pre-Chorus] Halfway ‘cross that old dance floor… I finally caught her eye… Her smile couldn’t hide those tears… And God dammit, she started to cry… [Chorus] My.... Shy… Shiloh, dry your eyes… Leave those lonely, tears behind… Take my hand… Just look at me… Ohhh… Shiloh… that’s all you need. [Verse 2] I leaned on in as she whispered- “Truth is… I can’t dance…” I smiled and softly told her… “Maybe all you need… [Half- Spoken] ...is to give this boy a chance" [Pre-Chorus] She reached on out and took my hand… And we danced those fears away… By the time the fiddle found us... She was lettin’ down her hair… [Chorus] My.... Shy… Shiloh, dry your eyes… Leave those lonely, tears behind… Take my hand… Just look at me… Ohhh… Shiloh… just follow my lead. [Bridge] She missed a step… And held her heart... Then we laughed, and fell apart… Round and round that old dance floor… She wasn’t shy anymore… [Final Chorus] My.... Shy… Shiloh… look in my eyes… Leave those lonely, tears behind… Take my hand… Just you and me… Ohhh… Shiloh… you’re dancing free [Outro] Ohhh… Shiloh… keep on dancin’ with me… [Soft chuckle] “Well… that’s the long story short.”
