His father was a dancer before him
And his father before him, and his father before him
Moving in line with the steps that came down through the years
Like a spell through the streets
Everyone had their stories and family glories
Ribbons swayed in the air of a new summer breeze
It's in his very heart, it's in his very bone
Absorbed in all its glory, absorbed in all its glory
It was written in the stone
You can see it in the stone
Fiddles played with such joy
It's hard to remember, so hard to remember
When feet felt so light they couldn't keep still
They said farewell to each spot with a Bonny Green Garter
Joking and laughter
This age-old round carried on
In tune with the year
It's in his very heart, it's in his very bone
Absorbed in all its glory, absorbed in all its glory
It was written in the stone
You can see it in the stone
And his father before him, and his father before him
Moving in line with the steps that came down through the years
Like a spell through the streets
Everyone had their stories and family glories
Ribbons swayed in the air of a new summer breeze
It's in his very heart, it's in his very bone
Absorbed in all its glory, absorbed in all its glory
It was written in the stone
You can see it in the stone
Fiddles played with such joy
It's hard to remember, so hard to remember
When feet felt so light they couldn't keep still
They said farewell to each spot with a Bonny Green Garter
Joking and laughter
This age-old round carried on
In tune with the year
It's in his very heart, it's in his very bone
Absorbed in all its glory, absorbed in all its glory
It was written in the stone
You can see it in the stone
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