The Dancing

Saturday night at the Adam Smith Hall
The couples all move to the dance master's call
Tonight they've no problems, no worries at all;
It's the dancing, the dancing's tonight

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And oh, Monday morning, she comes round too soon;
The sound of the flaxmill, the beat of the loom
But tonight the band's playing a romantic tune;
Aye, the dancing, the dancing's tonight

Her partner is perfect, so light on his feet
The footwork is faultless. Perhaps they might meet
Up by the old Kirk or down Hunter Street
Walking home under the stars
Chorus

Walking back late by Kirkcaldy's sea wall
The sea looks so big, the sky is so tall
The fate of two people can't matter at all;
Just a waltz in three-quarter time
Chorus