Pray bound from off the coach upon the street
Let thine musicians pound the drums a-beat
Stir on, stir on
Make ripe thine wanton art strict bare of foot
What hind!, expert formation bawd’ly put
Stir on, stir on
Rare mistress thou appear’st divinely sent
Behind thine dancing path my blood ferments
Here moving not by soul, by flesh in-stead
My steer has fallen lower than my head
Stir on
Because I like how thou are toiling thus
Because I watch while thou are stirring thus
I must spirit thine shape, will’st thou be led
Away from light of day to dark of bed?
Stir on
Chorus:
Oh let oh let me see thine hinder stir
L-let l-let me see thine hinder stir
Hinder stir, hinder stir, hinder h-h-hinder stir
Left wise, right wise, left wise, right wise