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.