Scott-Stevenson-Yeats
The girl goes dancing there
On the leaf-sown, new-mown, smooth
Gra** plot of the garden
Escaped from her bitter youth
Escaped out of her crowd
Or out of her black cloud.
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer.
If strange men come from the house
To lead her away, please, do not say
She's crazy
Lead them gently astray
Let her finish her dance
Finish her dance.
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer.
She sings as the moon sings
I am I, I am I
The greater grows my light
The further shall I fly
I hear the wind a-blow
I hear the gra** a-grow
And all that I know
I know, I know.
The girl goes dancing there
On the leaf-sown, new-mown, smooth gra** of the garden
Let her finish the dance
Let her finish the dance
Finish the dance.
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer.
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer.