Danegeld’s 30th Year
This year our side, a ‘pearl’ matures
And celebrates its 30 years
Of stepping, ranting, music making
Laughter, friendship, dance bells shaking
Eleven fifty years, back date
Since eight hundred sixty eight
When first a ‘Dane Tribute’ was paid
To turn aside a Viking Raid
In Brittany, the King he paid
Five hundred cattle; gold was waived
In twenty eighteen we’ll return
New tributes for our dancing earn
From North West mills, our clogs do hail
From looms, down streets; we’d dance; quaff ale
Our sticks – sham bobbins, shuttles, pins
With steps of skips, stamps, hitches, spins
We’re gathered now to have some fun
Oldies, newbies; everyone
The bedrock of our special year
Is laughter, love, friendship sincere
