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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alabama
Alabama
Performer
Jeff Cook
Jeff Cook
Guitar
Teddy Gentry
Teddy Gentry
Vocals
Randy Owen
Randy Owen
Vocals
Megan Bohlinger
Megan Bohlinger
Mandolin
Charles English
Charles English
Guitar
Kimo Forrest
Kimo Forrest
Background Vocals
Steve Peffer
Steve Peffer
Keyboards
Chuck Tilley
Chuck Tilley
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Randy Owen
Randy Owen
Composer
Teddy Gentry
Teddy Gentry
Composer
Greg Fowler
Greg Fowler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charles English
Charles English
Producer
Michael Davis
Michael Davis
Producer
Les Banks
Les Banks
Engineer

Lyrics

(What better way to do this than to go down to The Bowery, down in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina?)
(And we could take, well, our guitars and just get up on that stage, because that stage is still there)
(And you know what?)
(I'm just saying thank God we made it 40 years, and that dream didn't come our way)
(Because of the most wonderful fans in the world)
(Many times people from all over the country)
(All over the United States, all around the world, we appreciate you all)
(Wrote a little song about that)
Well, the Magic Attic's where the music rolls
And the Army-Navy's got ol' Jackie Soul
Down on Peaches Corner there's some good ol' boys
And the Mother Fletcher's makin' lots of noise
They're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard (everybody knows that, don't they?)
They're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
Well, the Tams are playin' at the Port-O-Call
And the drifters underneath the boardwalk
At the Spanish Galleon and Ol' Fat Jack's
Jukebox playin' and the place is packed
They're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard (y'all know, y'all know, y'all know)
They're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard (help this up, everybody)
Got the top down and the traffic's slow
Sun Fun Week and we all go
Where the girls are sunnin' and are lookin' good
Well, I never met 'em but I wish I could
And we'd go dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard, aha
We'd go dancin' and shaggin' on the boulevard
Well, the Ember's singin' up on Ocean Drive
And the Castaways are gettin' loud tonight
At the Electric Circus they all gettin' down
And the Carousel's spinnin' 'round and 'round
They're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard (y'all know how to dance, don't ya?)
They're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard (listen to me, y'all)
Well, I'm hangin' out down at Sloppy Joe's
They may doze but they never close
And them Bama Boys at the Bowery
Well, they can't dance, but they play for free
They like dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
They like dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard, oh yeah
And they wrote dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard, whoa, oh
Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
(Come on, everybody)
(Put your hands up here)
(We're gonna do this together, now)
(Yeah, yeah, oh)
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
(Wow!)
(That many people got there are country folks out there tonight)
(Country)
Written by: Greg Fowler, Randy Owen, Teddy Gentry
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