They arrested me for dancing,
Just out there dancing in the rain.
They came, two men in uniform,
Who acted like I was insane.
They arrested me for dancing,
Just out there dancing in the rain.
I was dancing down on First Street
And I had just crossed over Main.
They arrested me for dancing,
Just out there dancing in the rain.
And they took me off in handcuffs;
Finger printing is such a pain.
They arrested me for dancing,
Are all my rights and freedoms gone?
I hope that my cell is heated,
‘Cause handcuffs are all I have on!

Wayne Edwards is a native Texan, graduate of Texas A&M University, and retired Air Force officer. He lives, with his wife Ruth, on a fish farm in Texas, in an underground house he built himself. Wayne can be reached via e-mail at 
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