The Ennis Sisters

Lord Of The Dance
composed in 1963 - Many people believe it's old because it's a hymn they sang at school. Others may associate it with Celtic Dancing recently made popular but without a doubt it is a rewrite of
"Simple Gifts" written in 1848.
A work sung by the United Society of Believers in Christ's Second Appearing (more commonly called the Shakers)

Here is a nice version performed by
Atlantic Canada's very own
"The Ennis Sisters"

Born and raised in Newfoundland. Like most families in Newfoundland, the Ennis household was always full of the traditional music of home and Ireland. And like other homes on the island, the reverie of kitchen parties always led to song. They were named Best Country Group at the Canadian Radio Music Awards, they won an East Coast Music Award as Group of the Year and to top it off, the Ennis Sisters won a Juno Award (Canada's most precious accolade) as Best New Country Artist or Group in front of a hometown audience.

The Ennis Sisters

Simple Gifts

'Tis the gift to be simple,
'Tis the gift to be free,
'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
It will be in the valley of love and delight.

When true simplicity is gained,
to bow and to bend, we will not be ashamed
To turn, turn, will be our delight,
'Til by turning, turning, we come round right.

Lord Of The Dance

I danced in the morning
When the world was begun,
And I danced in the moon
And the stars and the sun,
And I came down from heaven
And I danced on the earth,
At Bethlehem
I had my birth.

Dance, then, wherever you may be,
I am the Lord of the Dance, said he,
And I'll lead you all, wherever you may be,
And I'll lead you all in the Dance, said he

I danced for the scribe
And the pharisee,
But they would not dance
And they wouldn't follow me.
I danced for the fishermen,
For James and John -
They came with me
And the dance went on.

I danced on the Sabbath
And I cured the lame;
The holy people
Said it was a shame.
They whipped and they stripped
And they hung me on high,
And they left me there
On a Cross to die.

I danced on a Friday
When the sky turned black -
It's hard to dance
With the devil on your back.
They buried my body
And they thought I'd gone,
But I am the dance,
And I still go on.

They cut me down
And I leapt up high;
I am the life
That'll never, never die;
I'll live in you
If you'll live in me -
I am the Lord
Of the Dance, said he.