She met me at the Cross-roads by Gerard Quain She met at the Cross-roads She thought , me to dance She thought me to romance To forget my troubles and let them go As we together beat them out on the floor The fiddlers and accordion players knew the score Oh how we enjoyed it As it got faster and faster And the sparks began to fly For a brief time we were in heaven We were sublime Come with me to the Cross-roads And we can be King's and Queen's And truly get to know , what being regal means Let's dance out our troubles Let the sparks fly With each step Let's enjoy the natural high
Great Cork Dancing there, Bravo
She met me at the Cross-roads
by
Gerard Quain
She met at the Cross-roads
She thought , me to dance
She thought me to romance
To forget my troubles and let them go
As we together beat them out on the floor
The fiddlers and accordion players knew the score
Oh how we enjoyed it
As it got faster and faster
And the sparks began to fly
For a brief time we were in heaven
We were sublime
Come with me to the Cross-roads
And we can be King's and Queen's
And truly get to know , what being regal means
Let's dance out our troubles
Let the sparks fly
With each step
Let's enjoy the natural high