Sides face grand square
I still like bologna on white bread, now and then
And the sound of a whippoorwill down a country road
Allemande and weave
Well the grass between my toes
And a sunset sinking low
And a good woman's love to hold me close

Heads square thru count 'em 4 hands round
You make a right hand star
The heads star left, roll it one time and then
Same pair and do a dosado
Swing thru and then the boys trade
Swing the corner lady round and promenade
I wouldn't wanna go back even if I could