Sides face, grand square
That's life, that's what all the people say
Riding high in April, shot down in May
But you know I'm gonna change that tune
When I get back on top, allemande left and weave
Well, that's life, and as funny as it seems
Swing your lady, promenade round the ring
But I won't let it get me down
Cause this fine old world keeps spinning round

Here's where the heads square thru 4 hands you go
All the way around and then, touch 1/4
Follow your neighbor, go ahead and spread, fan that old top
Boys move up, right & left thru, send her dixie style
Take a peek and then trade the wave and then
Swing the corner lady there, and then you all promenade
Each time I find myself flat on my face
I pick myself up and get back in the race