As I walked home on a Summer night When stars in heaven were shining bright Far away from the footlight's glare Into the sweet and scented air Of a quaint old cornish town Born from afar on the gentle breeze Joining the murmur of summer seas Distant tones of an old world dance Played by the village band per chance On the calm air came floating down I thought I could hear the curious tone Of the cornet, clarinet and big trombone Fiddle, cello, big bass drum Bassoon, flute and euphonium Far away, as in a trance I heard the sound of the floral dance There was that band with the curious tone Of the cornet, clarinet and big trombone Fiddle, cello and big bass drum Bassoon, flute and euphonium Each one making the most of his chance All together in the floral dance We danced to the band with the curious tone Cornet, clarinet and big trombone There was fiddle, cello and the big bass drum Bassoon, flute and euphonium Each one making the most of his chance All together in the floral dance Dancing here, prancing there Jig and jog and everywhere Up and down and around the town Hurrah, for the cornish floral dance