Hold your right ear in, Hold your right ear out, Shake it a little, a little, And then turn round about. Here we come dancing lewby, Lewby, lewby, li, &c. —Eckington, Derbyshire (S. O. Addy). V. How do you luby lue, How do you luby lue, How do you luby lue, O’er the Saturday night? Put your right hand in, Put your right hand out, Shake it in the middle, And turn yourselves about. —Lady C. Gurdon’s Suffolk _County Folk-lore_, p. 64. [Repeat this for “left hand,” “right foot,” “left foot,” “heads,” and “put yourselves in.”] VI. Can you dance looby, looby, Can you dance looby, looby, Can you dance looby, looby, All on a Friday night? You put your right foot in, And then you take it out, And wag it, and wag it, and wag it, Then turn and turn about. —Addy’s _Sheffield Glossary_. VII. Here we dance luby, luby, Here we dance luby light, Here we dance luby, luby, All on a Wednesday night. —Ordsall, Nottinghamshire (Miss Matthews). VIII. Here we go lubin loo, Here we go lubin li, Here we go lubin loo, Upon a Christmas night. —Epworth, Doncaster (C. C. Bell). IX. Here we go looby loo, Here we go looby li, Here we go looby loo, All on a New-Year’s night. —Nottingham (Miss Winfield). X. Here we come looby, looby, Here we come looby light, Here we come looby, looby, All on a Saturday night. —Belfast (W. H. Patterson). XI. Here we come looping, looping [louping?], Looping all the night; I put my right foot in, I put my right foot out, I shake it a little, a little, And I turn myself about. —Hexham (Miss J. Barker). XII. Christian was a soldier, A soldier, a soldier, Christian was a soldier, and a brave one too. Right hand in, right hand out, Shake it in the middle, and turn yourself about. —Sporle, Norfolk (Miss Matthews). XIII. Friskee, friskee, I was and I was A-drinking of small beer. Right arms in, right arms out, Shake yourselves a little, and little, And turn yourselves about. —Cornwall (_Folk-lore Journal_, v. p. 49). XIV. I love Antimacassar, Antimacassar loves me. Put your left foot in, Put your right foot out, Shake it a little, a little, a little, And turn yourself about. —Dorsetshire (Miss M. Kimber).