LYRICS

Good girl gone
to this forest green.
Yellow Primrose sums up to
head wrist beautiful.
Yes and dewy wrist
when decorating your hair.

Child heard zachula
lads dance will do.
Saturday to Sunday
of the square will be exile.
the dance play around,
of girls to be in love.

And the little girl will go
nice to see the lads.
already grown up girl
a new livery.
Per wrist will put
and sweetheart will loved.

We will put new livery
and was laughing girl.
the dance will rise and play
and sing a new song.
lads saw her
to love, loved it.

When dance danced?
We all saw young men.
is small girl sang
to personal lad flickered.
from head wrist shot down,
that it to fellow nonprofits.