Dancing with my rubber boots on

[Verse 1] Got my rubbers from Canadian Tire, visually displeasing but they’ll never expire. Floorboards rattlin’, stove door bangin’, Neighbours tappin’ when the guitar’s twangin’. [Pre-Chorus – Call & Response] Left foot (stomp!) Right foot (clomp!) Boots makin’ music, hear the kitchen thump! [Chorus – Big & Comedic] I’m dancin’ with my rubber boots on, From the kitchen floor to the stage on the lawn. Fiddle’s playing clap to the song, I’m dancin’ with my rubber boots on! [Verse 2] Now my mother says, “Lord, you’re crackin’ the tiles, You’re splashin’ the tea and you’re causin’ me trials!” But the funk was strong, and the beat too sweet, So I kept on jiggin’ with my dam two feet. Don’t matter if the storm begins to blow! [Chorus] I’m dancin’ with my rubber boots on, In the shed out back till the break of dawn. Bass is thumpin’ and the jig goes strong, I’m dancin’ with my rubber boots on! [Bridge – Accordian Solo] [Final Chorus] I’m dancin’ with my rubber boots on, Codfish fryin’ and the kettle’s gone. All the buys laughin’ and singin’ along, We’re dancin’ with our rubber boots on! [Outro – Spoken/Funny] “Well, the heels wore out and the soles went thin, But I’ll still be dancin’ till the buys join in. So if ya hears a racket in the middle of the night… It’s just me givin’ ‘er with my boots with all my might!”