Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Josh Turner
Lead Vocals
Aubrey Haynie
Fiddle
Brent Rowan
Electric Guitar
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Eric Darken
Percussion
Gordon Mote
Piano
Jerry Troy Corenflos
Electric Guitar
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Bass
Kevin "Swine" Greantt
Bass Guitar
Russell Terrell
Background Vocals
Shannon Forrest
Drums
Steve Hinson
Steel Guitar
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darrell Brown
Songwriter
Jonathan Singleton
Songwriter
James Beavers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frank Rogers
Producer
Brian David Willis
Editing Engineer
Drew Bollman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Hank Williams
Mastering Engineer
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Lowell Reynolds
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mark Petaccia
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mike Rooney
Assistant Recording Engineer
Phillip Stein
Editing Engineer
Richard Barrow
Recording Engineer
Seth Morton
Assistant Recording Engineer
Steve Beers
Assistant Recording Engineer
Steve Blackmon
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Baby, why don't we just turn that TV off?
Three hundred fifteen channels of nothing but bad news on
Well, it might be me, but the way I see it
The whole wide world has gone crazy
So, baby, why don't we just dance?
[Verse 2]
This little bitty living room ain't gonna look like much
But when the lights go down and we move the couch, it's gonna be more than enough
For my two left feet and our two hearts beating
Nobody's gonna see us go crazy
So, baby, why don't we just dance
[Chorus]
Down the hall, maybe straight up the stairs
Bouncing off the wall, floating on air
Baby, why don't we just dance?
[Verse 3]
Baby, why don't you go put your best dress on?
And those high heel shoes you love to lose as soon as the tunes come on
On second thought, just the way you are
Is already driving me crazy
So, baby, why don't we just dance
[Chorus]
Down the hall, maybe straight up the stairs
Bouncing off the wall, floating on air
Baby, why don't we just dance
I'll cut a rug
[Outro]
Well, it might be me, but the way I see it
The whole wide world has gone crazy
So, baby, why don't we just dance? (Bouncing off the wall, floating on air)
Oh, baby, why don't we just dance? (Baby)
Written by: Darrell Brown, Jim Beavers, Jonathan Singleton