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Saturday night at the Adam Smith Hall |
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The couples all move to the dance master's call. |
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Tonight they've no problems, no worries at all; |
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It's the dancing, the dancing's tonight. |
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And oh, Monday morning, she comes round too soon; |
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The sound of the flaxmill, the beat of the loom, |
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But tonight the band's playing a romantic tune; |
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Aye, the dancing, the dancing's tonight. |
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Her partner is perfect, so light on his feet. |
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The footwork is faultless. Perhaps they might meet |
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Up by the old Kirk or down Hunter Street, |
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Walking home under the stars. |
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Walking back late by Kirkcaldy's sea wall, |
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The sea looks so big, the sky is so tall. |
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The fate of two people can't matter at all; |
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Just a waltz in three-quarter time. |
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Chorus |
