| Summer Roads | RIV 716 |
| Jack O'Leary |
Sides face, Grand Square
There are blossoms on the hawthorn that scent the
morning breeze
And the oak and the ash and the copper beech are covered down with
leaves
And the road is white in the morning light as it runs down from my door
And the lark is high in the golden sky, and I’m on my way once more
Four Ladies Promenade once around that ring
Swing your man and Promenade
Summer roads by summer streams, where I live my
winter dreams
And the good times always start down summer roads
There is music all around me in every bush and
tree
And the cuckoo and the corncrake keep calling out to me
And the linnet’s song rings all day long to greet me as I go
And as I pass in the roadside grass, the magpie nods "hello"
In the quiet of the evening I rosin up my bow
And I start in nice and easy, with something soft and slow
There’s a faster beat in the village street and the friends all start to
sway
And the fiddle sings and the laughter rings and they dance 'til the
break of day
There’s a corner in my memory where all the
good times stay
In all my summer ramblings there are good times every day
'round every bend, I find a friend, a welcome and a smile
And pleasant hours in fields of flowers, a memory every mile
Heads (Sides) Promenade halfway you know
Walk in and Square Thru four hands & go
All the way and then do the Right & Left Thru
Turn the girl and then do an Eight Chain 2
Touch a Quarter, Scoot Back and go
Swing that Corner, Promenade
Summer roads by summer streams, where I live my
winter dreams
And the good times always start down summer roads
And the good times always start down summer roads