It is nice to see her smiling and a-calling from way over,
"Are you coming to the dancing, Mister Grover, Grover, Grover?"
Chorus—Are you coming, are you coming,
Are you coming to the dancing, Mr. Grover, Grover, Grover?
And I say, I guess I'm coming, Miss Free Trade, dear—as your lover!
"Come, Grover, come!" my love will say; "just one turn in the dance,
And we'll show all competitors they have but little chance.
That's why I love you Grover, 'cause you're limber in your feet
And defy the other fellows, to compete, pete, pete!"
Chorus—Are you coming, &c.