And times the tune with nod and beck,
And thinks it a weary while.
All ready! Now he gives the call,
Cries, "Honor to the ladies!" All
The jolly tides of laughter fall
And ebb in a happy smile.
"Begin." D-o-w-n comes the bow on every string,
"First couple join right hands and swing!"
As light as any blue-bird's wing
"Swing once and a half times round."