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LA RE
A pull of the squeeze-box plays round
MI
Through your golden locked hair
LA
Next to mine in the lantern glare
The swing of the melody
RE
Takes you arm-in-arm with me
MI
While we sway in harmony
LA
Dancin’ there
(chorus)
MI LA
Oh rings around you and me
MI MI7
Oh no where I’d rather be
The strings of the mandolin sing
To the twirling rows round
To the cricket legs rubbing sound
Then the call from the caller
Brings quiet to the hall where
We’d spun ‘neath the ball
And the lantern glare
chorus
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