Well the fiddler's up and bow is flyin'
Momma's in the kitchen and the bacon is fryin'
Boys can't dance, by God, they're tryin'
Every time they hear that call
Back turn and swing
Back turn and swing
Back turn and swing
Back turn and swing

All the girls jump up and the wine is pourin'
Dust comin' up 'tween the cracks in the floor an'
The old folks, they don't dance anymore
Unless you play somethin' slow
Back turn and swing
Back turn and swing
Back turn and swing
Back turn and swing

Well this corn come from Joe McMillan
It's better than all last year, my heavens
Not so sweet, it's fifty seven
That was a summer old
Back turn and swing
Back turn and swing
Back turn and swing
Back turn and swing
Well the fiddler's up and bow is flyin'
Momma's in the kitchen and the bacon is fryin'
Boys can't dance, by God, they're tryin'
Every time they hear that call
Back turn and swing
Back turn and swing
Back turn and swing
Back turn and swing