Three Farmers On Their Way To A Dance

Brand new black shoes
Walking ’cross the muddy fields of the eastern Rhine
Three fresh faced fools
A half burnt cigarette in the corner of a mouth

Off to the small village square
Where the young folk are dancin’
The violin’s a howlin’
Wrapped in each others arms!

Left foot, right foot
Left foot and the right again!

Brand new cotton tie
Wrapped around three clean shaven necks
Off to see the sweet village girls
Just beyond the long, white, blazin’ sky

Off to the small village square
Where the young folk are dancin’
The violin’s a howlin’
Wrapped in each others arms!

Left foot, right foot
Left foot and the right again!

Load 'em onto the trains
Here’s your corn in a tin
It's off to the trenches now

Left foot, right foot
Left foot and the right again!

Lyrics © Joseph Daniel Pogson