Dancing for dimes, donuts and dollars. From the juke joints to the church halls to the halls of power, still she dances, even as the music grows weary.

Come, see how she dances in the fullness of her life.

The dream remains, even as motherhood comes upon her.

The world moves as she moves. New music calls to her, 'Come dance with us'.

She was young once, a mere child singing in the countryside.

She was born dancing.

The song arises upon the hills.