Hold onto my skirt she said
grab tight and you'll be alright
we won't be slow
I didn't let go
pulled along with the summer song
dancing through flowers and rain
feel the wonder forget the pain
where are your shoes
she smiled what are shoes...?
she danced for the joy
and the small wee boy
then carried me home
Nana's Gran was a gypsy too
she kissed me and said
Then you are too...