So we thought we’d a night of it make,
And gave all the countryside warning.
The girls came drest in their best,
The boys gathered too, every soul of them,
And Mary along with the rest——
’Tis she took the sway of the whole of them.
We’d a fiddler, the pipes, and a flute——
The three were enough sure to bother you,
But you danced to whichever might suit,
And tried not to think of the other two.