I was at a dance

when she caught my eye,

stand in’ all a lone,

look in’ sad and shy.

We be gan to dance,

sway in’ to and fro

and

(F)soon I knew I’d (C7)nev er let her go.

Blame it on the bos sa (C7)no va

with its mag ic spell.

Blame it on the bos sa (C7)no va

that she did so well.

Oh, it all be gan with (Bb)just one lit tle dance, but soon it end ed (F)up a big ro mance.

Blame it on the bos sa (C7)no va,

the dance of love.

Now was it the moon (No, no, the bos or the a bove?

No, no, the bos Now was the tune?

Yeah, yeah, The bos sa no va!

the (Bb)dance of (F)love.

Now that lit tle girl

is my bride to be

and we’re gon na raise

a in’ fam i ly.

And when our kids ask

how it came a bout,

I’m

(F)gon na say to (C7)them with out a doubt:

Blame it on the bos sa (C7)no va

with its mag ic spell.

Blame it on the bos sa (C7)no va

that she did so well.

Oh, it all be gan with (Bb)just one lit tle dance, but soon it end ed (F)up a big ro mance.

Blame it on the bos sa (C7)no va,

the dance of love.

Now was it the moon (No, no, the bos sa the va!

bove?

No, no, the bos sa was va!

tune?

Yeah, yeah, the bos sa no va!)

the (Bb)dance of (F)love.

Now that lit tle girl