Polish Button Box

Verse 1

In a little club
On the other side of town
Sat a boy and his squeezebox
Drawing people there from all around
And all the girls
Across the city
Would gather at the club
And stay until the lights were out
They'd sing and dance
They loved to listen
To the little dark-haired boy
Who played the Polish Button Box
And he would play....

Verse 2

He never cared for school
He never cared to make a dime
But give him his squeezebox
He'd be happy all the time
And all the girls
From nine to ninety
They loved to hear him play
And hoped that he would never stop
They were so thrilled
And fascinated
By the little dark-haired boy
Who played the Polish Button Box
And he would play....

Verse 3

The little boy grew up
And started his own polka band
He played at all the clubs
His songs were known throughout the land
And all the girls
They dreamed about him
They wished that he'd come home
And play a special song for them
Their hearts would glow
Their eyes would glisten
For the little dark-haired boy
Who played the Polish Button Box
And he would play....