When my grandad met with Patsy Cline   He thought he'd have a wonderful time   She stepped on his foot and he did pine   I'm none the better for dancing      I'm none the better for dancing   Down at St. Anthony's oh      Well Jim if we had a bob or two   I'd tell you what we just might do   Invite the ladies over a few   And maybe the maids'll come dancing      Maybe the maids'll come dancing   Down at St. Anthony's oh      We told ol' Joe half eight for sure   He turned around and told one more   And four hundred nutters turned up at the door   All looking for maids to go dancing      Looking for maids to go dancing   Down at St. Anthony's oh      We nearly had to fend them off   They came in the house and began to scoff   Of refreshment sure there wasn't enough   Enough for the maids to come dancing      Enough for the maids to come dancing   Jimmy we better go dancing   Down at St. Anthony's oh      They got in the whiskey and brandy too   Then Flannery spewed up on my shoe   He turned to me and said I love you   Oh Jimmy we better go dancing      Oh Jimmy we better go dancing   Down at St. Anthony's oh      To the Ashford house on a Friday night   Then Tuman's and Ginger's for a bite   And its exit that's open through all of the night   If they'll let me back in to go dancing      Let me back in to go dancing   Jimmy we better go dancing   Down at St. Anthony's oh      Oh now come my boys and be aware   To make the scene you must take care   And not show up with puke in your hair   And maybe the maids will come dancing      Maybe the maids will come dancing   Down at St. Anthony's oh