Do you dig romancin’? Cop your chops a kiss But if you dig dancin’ baby dig this You want a new dance to do It’s Sand, Man You’re bound to think it’s grand man Don’t’ have to move from where you stand Yes, you can do the Sand, Man You dust up your feet to do it Ain’t really nothin’ to it This beat your feet will understand I’m a fan do the Sand, Man Your feet keep scrapin’ And scratchin’ up such a sound, I’m tellin’ you Just pick your toes up n’ lay ‘em down Cause it’s the greatest for never travelin’
Just standin’ still and gravelin’ Your feet will flutter like a fan Man it’s grand man it’s Sand, Man How’s about a little sample of sandin’? How’s about another step for demandin’? How’s aboutcha kind of puttin’ a hand in? Here we go a-sandin’ Count to keep score, 1,2,3,4
Then do four more You gotta really ruffle up the floor lemme tell you Big, bold, broad beat brought back by Basie’s band man But even Beethoven, Bach, and Mozart Took in the tappin’ toes art Go dig the ballet too But man get your Sand Man, it’s Sand Man Don’t pause Cause Man You dig it sand You dig it man Then everybody out to better understand You’ve got to scuffle up a sandstorm Somewhere under your two feet T’ make old feet end up feelin’ like new feet Go right on man Be raisin’ Sand And raising Sand Man The dance you do is grand man Diggin’ Sand Man And it’s grand man But then it’s Sand Man!