Sides face grand square
Oh the wayward wind is a restless wing
A restless wind that years to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind
Do an allemande left the corner girl
Take your and promenade
I guess the sound of the outward bound
Made me a slave to my wandering ways

The heads square thru 4 hands will do
Then a right & left thru and turn your lady
Swing thru, let the boy run right
Half tag, scoot back and swing
Swing her there and promenade
I vowed we'd never part, though I tried my best to settle down
She's now alone, with a broken heart