The Yang Gang Bush Dance

Ok now is everyone ready... Take your partner... Step on up... Caller: Come on, Yang Gang, let's have fun, Grab your partner, everyone! Stomp your boots and clap in time, Yangan way and feeling fine! Mind the magpie swooping low, Duck your head and off you go! Check the rain gauge by the gate, Too much rain… or none, mate! Round the water tank out the back, Keep in step and stay on track. Swing 'em round like the old Hills Hoist, Laugh out loud and raise your voice! Hey Yang Gang, don't stand still, Wave to Nan up on the hill! Twirl her in and twirl her out, That's what country life's about! Give the kelpie room to run, Come on kids, join in the fun! Past the school bus down the lane, Push that old thing up again! Wave at old mate on the mower, Wave to the bloke upon the tractor. Mind the puddles from the wet, Your boots aren't dry from last week yet! Shut the chook pen, count to four, Mind the cane toads by the door. Hang the washing, peg it tight, Or you'll be chasing jocks all night! Kick the dust up in the drought, Scuff your boots and stomp about. Then when the heavens open wide, Dance through mud with country pride! Come on Yang Gang, sing along, This old hall's where we belong. Young and old, just one big clan, Take old Granny by the hand. Twirl her in and twirl her out, Hear the laughter, hear the shout. Tip your hat to Yangan Hill, Dance until you've had your fill. If the power's out, don't you fret, Dance by lantern light instead. Round and round till night is done, That's the way the Yang Gang's fun! Final Call Come on, Yang Gang, one more round, Stomp those boots upon the ground. Dust or rain, we'll still turn up, From Yangan Hill to the corner pub. Swing your partner, don't be shy, Wave to neighbours passing by. Everybody home once more… YANG GANG! "We'll see you on the dance floor!"