Cornfield Shuffle by Girard
Cornfield Shuffle
Verse 1
Sun’s setting low, the golden hour’s here,
Cornstalks swaying, rhythm’s drawing near,
Barefoot on the earth, the wind starts to play,
Feel the beat of nature, let the music sway.
Pre-Chorus
Fields are our dance floor, stars are our lights,
With the moon as our witness, we groove through the night,
Every step we take, feels so right,
In this cornfield shuffle, we own the night.
Chorus
So come on and dance, to the cornfield shuffle,
Let the wind lift you, feel the rhythm’s huffle,
In the fields of gold, we’ll sway and twirl,
Cornfield shuffle, let the magic unfurl.
Verse 2
Crickets play the melody, fireflies in flight,
We’re weaving through the stalks, in the pale moonlight,
Hands held together, we spin around,
In this cornfield rhythm, we’re lost and found.
Pre-Chorus
Fields are our dance floor, stars are our lights,
With the moon as our witness, we groove through the night,
Every step we take, feels so right,
In this cornfield shuffle, we own the night.
Chorus
So come on and dance, to the cornfield shuffle,
Let the wind lift you, feel the rhythm’s huffle,
In the fields of gold, we’ll sway and twirl,
Cornfield shuffle, let the magic unfurl.
Bridge
Feel the earth beneath, as we leap and dive,
In the heart of the field, we come alive,
Every rustle of the leaves, every whisper of the breeze,
Is the music that we need, to dance with ease.
Chorus
So come on and dance, to the cornfield shuffle,
Let the wind lift you, feel the rhythm’s huffle,
In the fields of gold, we’ll sway and twirl,
Cornfield shuffle, let the magic unfurl.
Outro
As the dawn breaks through, and the night fades away,
We’ll remember this dance, in the light of day,
Cornfield shuffle, it’s a timeless play,
In the rhythm of the fields, forever we’ll sway.