Loituma Ievan Polkka 96
The sound of a polka drifted from my neighbor s and set my feet atapping oh Ieva s mother had her eye on her daughter but Ieva she managed to fool her, you know. Cause who s going to listen to mother saying no when we re all busy dancing to and fro Ieva was smiling, the fiddle it was wailing as people crowded round to wish her luck. Everyone was hot but it didn t seem to bother the handsome young man, the dashing buck. Cause who s going to mind a drop of sweat when he s all busy dancing to and fro I
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