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Elizabeth Eaton Converse
Elizabeth Eaton Converse
Songwriter

Lyrics

Shall we dine out, my dear, and dance the night away? Don't say you're tired; you know you haven't worked all day. We paid the rent finally, and we're free to be be free. Come now and waltz the Empty Pocket Waltz with me. Let's close our door and make believe we're all alone. Grandma can't hear, and Baby's sleeping like a stone. We paid the doctor his fee, and we're free to be be free. Come now and waltz the Empty Pocket Waltz with me. Why so unhappy? Don't be that way. Maybe they'll make me queen for a day. You'll find a job, probably, or be free, or be free. Come waltz again this Empty Pocket Waltz with me.
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