The Dancing (Tabor June)

Saturday night at the Adam Smith Hall The couples all move to the dance master's call Tonight they've no problems, no worries at all The dancing's the dancing tonight But, oh, Monday morning it comes round too soon The sound of the flax mill, the beat of the loom But tonight the band's playing a romantic tune The dancing's the dancing tonight Her partner is perfect, he's light on his feet The footwork is graceful, perhaps they might meet By chance by the auld kirk or on Hunter Street On the way to the Adam Smith hall Walking home late by Kirkcaldy's sea wall The sea looks so big, the sky is so tall The fate of two people can't matter at all Just a waltz in three quarter time