Dance Dance Dance ladies and gentlemen,
Dance away to your hearts’ content.
‘Tis time for the Morris dance,
stepping rhythmically,
wearing bell pads
tinkling to and fro
waving handkerchiefs
brandishing swords
holding sticks
and dance, dance, dance.
Dance until Christmas
And then we go a mummering,
Performing St. George and the Dragon
At each other’s homes,
Dancing,
joking,
reciting,
and above all,
eating.