Circle left
When you look into my eyes
And you see that crazy gypsy in my soul
Men star right inside
Left allemande and weave the ring
When you touch my weary head and tell me everything's alright
You promenade on home
I never had a place to call my very own
But that's alright my love, you're my home

Heads (Sides) promenade go halfway
Pass the ocean, extend
Ladies trade, swing thru
Boy run right, bend the line and then
Pass the ocean, hinge, scoot back
Swing the corner lady round and promenade
I never had a place to call my very own
But that's alright my love, you're my home

Sides face grand square
Home can be the Pennsylvania Turnpike
Or Indiana's early morning dew
High up in the hills of California
Home is just another word for you
Circle left
I never had a place to call my very own
Left allemande, promenade
I'll never be a stranger, I'll never be alone
Whenever we're together, you're my home

Circle left
If I travel all my life and never stop again
I never stop to ever settle down
The men star right and you roll it around
Left allemande, weave the ring
You're my castle, you're my cabin, my instant pleasure dome
Meet your girl and promenade 'em home
I'll never be a stranger, I'll never be alone
As long as we're together, you're my home