The gents star left in the middle of the town
Star promenade your lady with an arm around
The girls backtrack, go once around that land
Box the gnat, pull her by, then a left allemande
You weave the ring, go out and in
When you meet your little lady, promenade her again
Ask her to be your true lover
Some do, some don't, some will, and some won't

The heads cross trail, around just two make a line,
Go forward 8 and back with you
The ends star thru, join your hands, make a ring
Circle 8 around the ring until you hear me sing
Left allemande, dosado your own
Hey now you swing that corner lady and you promenade her home
Ask her to be your true lover
Some do, some don't, some will, and some won't