One Two Three Four
In from a circle Indian style
Ida in the middle and the kids go wild
Ida Red, Ida Red
We're in love with Ida Red
Heading down to Chanty Creek
Hide your eyes and we won't peek
Do-sa-do in the big barn dance
There aint no gal that's got a chance
Drinking corn and salty dogs
Chasing through them soggy bogs
Clucking in the hen house I don't care
Chasing out is free and fair
Fair-thee-well Penny Lou fair-thee-well I say
Aint nobody chasing you
We're in love with Ida Red
Ida Red, Ida Red We're in love with Ida Red
She's gonna lead and we're gonna follow
Baying like a hound down through the fowler
Run, run fast as you can
She can out run a hog on land
She can swim and she can climb
Ida's making double time
I scream promenade
Get that gal and promenade
All the boys from miles around follow her from town to town
Round the tree and back again
We can't lose and she can't win
Do-sa-do knock my toes swing from the middle and I don't know
Follow that girl in a hollow log
You'll wind up kissing an old ground hog
Fair-thee-well Chancy Ann fair-thee-well I say
We're gonna catch her if we can
We're in love with Ida Red
Ida Red, Ida Red we're in love with Ida Red
Yippie Come on now
Swing me high and swing me low
Swing through the middle with the back hand row
Swing me up and swing me down
Chasing out around the town
Fair-thee-well mother dear fair-thee-well I say
We get back some time next years
We'll be chasing Ida Red
Ida Red, Ida Red We're in love with I-da Red
Submitted by James G Allegretto