Clap Along!

Watching a dance, all prance
And jumps, twist and twirl,
I'm lifted to a better place
By the moves of a happy girl.

Way back in our oldest days
The women would rise,
And and move and sway,
To welcome the guys
Returning with the meat
From the hunt, which
Meant that all could eat,
And then, with bellies full,
Another survival day complete,
All of us would clap and sing,
The women leading us
With their hips' earthy swing.