by Lyrics: 202 Two-Steps
Performed by Bale Harrison & The Texas Field Hands
(Verse 1)
I see you standin’ there across the floor,
That same ol’ smile I can’t ignore,
We danced two hundred and two two-steps and 6 waltzes, babe,
We couldn’t last longer, ain’t that a shame?
Hell, that ain’t even nearly a year,
So if ya wanna go again, give it a try.
This ain’t a bad song to dance to, you know why,
We could see where those boots wanna go.
(Chorus)
We can go our own separate ways,
But I’d rather dance with you, what do ya say?
Another 20 two-steps, at minimum tonight,
But you’re the lady, so it’s up to you—wanna pout or dance?
No, it ain’t a slow one, and it don’t mean romance,
Unless, of course, you wanna be my baby again.
No it ain’t too fast, I ain’t comin’ on strong,
I’m just sayin’, come on, how’s dancing wrong?
(Verse 2)
Remember how we’d glide like boots on ice,
You’d laugh at me, and I’d spin you twice,
But two hundred and two two-steps couldn’t save our hearts,
And six slow waltzes that really smarts.
So here I am, askin’ again,
Wanna twirl around with me like we used to, “friend?”
No, I ain’t askin’ for a brand-new start,
Just one more dance before we’re worlds apart.
(Chorus)
We can go our own separate ways,
But I’d rather dance with you, what do ya say?
Another 20 two-steps, at minimum tonight,
But you’re the lady, so it’s up to you—wanna pout or dance?
No, it ain’t a slow one, and it don’t mean romance,
Unless, of course, you wanna be my baby again.
No, it ain’t too fast, I ain’t comin’ on strong,
I’m just sayin’, listen, how’s dancing wrong?
(Bridge)
Together maybe we ain’t meant to stay,
But we’re still here, and this is a honky-tonk anyway,
This song sounds country, somethin’ western,
And my boots are beggin’ I learned my lesson.
So just this once, for old times’ sake,
Wanna dance and see what memories we can shake?
(Chorus)
We can go our own separate ways,
But I’d rather dance with you, what do ya say?
Another 20 two-steps, at minimum tonight,
But you’re the lady, so it’s up to you—wanna pout, fight or dance?
No, it ain’t a slow one, and it don’t mean romance,
Unless, of course, you wanna be my baby again.
Ain’t too fast, I ain’t comin’ on strong,
I’m just sayin’, come on, pretend this is our song.
(Outro)
So here’s my hand, I’m layin’ it down,
If you don’t take it, I’ll just dance on home,
But I’d rather spin you around in my arms once more,
Before the last call and you move on.
Wanna dance?
202 Two-Steps –Music and Lyrics by Alan Nafzger
Songwriter’s 15 Observations from a Heartbroken Cowboy in a Dancehall
- The Cowboy’s Math Problem
“200 two-steps and six waltzes, and we couldn’t last any longer than that? Hell, that’s not even a good rodeo season! You’d think we could’ve made it to the county fair at least.” - Waltzing Towards Regret
“If 6 waltzes is all it took to break us up, maybe we should’ve tried square dancing—more turns, fewer breakups.” - The Two-Step Dance of Denial
“He’s out here talking like two-stepping is the measure of a relationship’s longevity. That’s cowboy calculus at its finest: one-two, one-two… oops, back to single.” - ‘Separate Days’ Instead of Separate Ways
“Only a cowboy could twist the phrase ‘going our separate ways’ into ‘separate days.’ As if heartache just resets every 24 hours like a good ol’ ranch schedule.” - No Slow Dance, No Romance… Unless?
“He’s making it clear: ‘It ain’t a slow dance, and it don’t mean romance… unless you’re into that.’ Basically, he’s saying, ‘I’m not hitting on you, unless you want me to be.’ Cowboy logic is as smooth as sandpaper.” - A Thousand Two-Steps Later
“Who knew a cowboy could be so romantic? He’s practically offering a minimum of 2,000 steps—more than a Fitbit can handle. If that’s not commitment, I don’t know what is!” - The Cowboy Ultimatum
“It’s either dance or… what exactly? Herd cattle? I guess the only choice you have in a dancehall is to two-step or sit in the corner with your broken heart and a beer.” - Romance in Reverse
“No roses, no sweet nothings. Just, ‘Wanna dance again? It’s not romance… unless you wanna be my baby again.’ Nothing like a cowboy offering up ‘maybe love’ like it’s a limited-time offer.” - Not Coming on Too Strong… or At All
“Only a cowboy can say ‘I ain’t coming on too strong’ while simultaneously begging for a chance to two-step his way back into your heart. It’s like asking for forgiveness with a lasso.” - Dancefloor Diplomacy
“This cowboy’s version of negotiating a relationship is, ‘Let’s just dance it out. If we still like each other after 200 two-steps, we’ll talk.’ The dance floor is basically therapy with boots on.” - Dance as Relationship Currency
“In cowboy terms, dancing is a form of currency. He’s offering 2,000 two-steps like it’s a down payment on rekindling their romance. Meanwhile, she’s just wondering if that counts toward her step goal.” - The Cowboy Fitbit
“This man must think love is measured in steps, not feelings. He’s basically saying, ‘If we dance enough, maybe we’ll forget why we broke up in the first place.’ That’s cowboy problem-solving right there.” - The Anti-Romantic Cowboy
“There’s nothing quite like a cowboy saying, ‘It doesn’t mean romance… unless, you know, you want it to.’ It’s like watching someone hedge their bets on whether they want dessert at the diner.” - Dancing as a Last Resort
“It’s clear: this cowboy would rather two-step than talk. Talking about feelings? Nah. Dancing until your boots wear out? Absolutely. Priorities, folks.” - The Cowboy’s Love Language
“This cowboy’s love language is clearly two-stepping. Forget ‘I love you,’ it’s more like, ‘I’ll dance with you until we forget why we broke up in the first place.’ Yeehaw to emotional avoidance!”
