Well you walk around the corner, see saw your girl
All join hands, you circle left go round the world
All the men to the middle make a right hand star, roll it round for me
Allemande left your corner girl and you weave around the ring
Birds of all creation are twittering in the trees
When you meet your own, you promenade for me
Where the road runs down to the butternut grove, to old Bill Skinner's stream
Do tell at the noonday bell; it's time for a summertime dream

Heads square thru in the middle and you count four hands you go
Dance out to the corner there and you do a dosado
Make a wave and then, swing thru tonight
Boy run right, chain down the line for me
Turn the girl and then we'll all slide thru
Swing that corner girl and you promenade her, too
In a lunch pail town in a one-horse way, we'll live like a king and queen
Do tell at the noonday bell; it's time for a summertime dream

Allemande left your corner, swing your own
Do tell at the noonday bell
It's time for a summertime dream