Written for and performed at the 80th Anniversary Celebration of the Willowbrook, 2001

Dancing at the Willow-brook
by
Robert Benson

Dancing at the Willow-brook, underneath the moon
Listen to the orchestra play, your cares melt away, hear the vocalist croon

Dancing at the Willow-brook, to a lovely song
Waltzing past the cozy nooks, adoring looks, as you dance along

You glide across like a feather, gently wafting in the breeze
The famous floating floor barely feels your leather
All the couples watching their Q’s and P’s

Dancing at the Willow-brook, no one would deny
Such a very lovely thing, the music might bring, a tear to your eye
 

Before the evening’s done, two can be one, and written in Heaven’s book,
Dancing at the wonderful, beautiful, marvelous Willow-brook!

Dancing at the Willow-brook, where it had begun
We are here to praise and revere, that glorious year, nineteen twenty-one

Dancing at the Willow-brook, O' Henry it was when
You could see the streetcar arrive, all so alive, with young people then

They came out from the city, for an evening filled with dance
The guys were dapper and the gals surely all were pretty
Sparking many a new romance

Dancing at the Willow-brook, though the years have passed
How the world has changed since then, again and again, and now at long last

We've really had some fun, second to none, now let's have another look
Dancing at the wonderful, beautiful, marvelous Willow-brook!