She looks like Bonnie the nurse! “Good morning, good morning, we’ve danced the whole night through” sings Sylvia. We think it’s a holiday, a celebration, that’s got them playing music. It’s Scottish music, Karl thinks. Well then, that’s something! says Sylvia. We decide the lady must be Ireland. Good old Ireland, with the rhythm of a dancer. It’s St. Patty’s Day. She’s the first one to dance, and now everyone will get going, thinks Michele.
Ireland’s saying “everyone make room – I’m going to show you how to dance!” But the musicians, they don’t know what to play. But she’ll dance no matter what, she’s just in that mood. She feels it in her fingers. Something’s put her in a dancing mood, but we don’t know what. Maybe it’s the three buns, says Sylvia before singing “Dancing in the Dark.” We think Ireland’s also put Sylvia in a dancing mood today! She’ll flip over the coffee table doing that, thinks Wyatt. It’s a compliment, says Michele, when someone gets up and dances to your music.
There’s loud horns and all kinds of sounds, including drums. There’s a ‘wheeee’ violin going, and a banjo, and a mouth organ. Banjo on my knee, sings Sylvia. The celebration is very loud, very lively, enough to get everyone in the town going. It goes on for a week, says Karl. But that’s too long! thinks Sylvia. And Ireland is dancing every day, all day long. YOU’RE JOKING! yells Sylvia. Bit by bit, they’ll get the whole world to dance, we decide.