Oh, the night was clear, And the stars were a-shinin'. The moon came up so quiet in the sky. All the people gathered 'round, And the band was a-tunin'. I can hear them now, Playin' "Comin' Through The Rye." Cho: And we danced all night To the fiddle and the banjo. Their drifting tunes seemed to fill the air. So long ago, but I can still remember How we fell in love at the Roseville Fair. You were dressed in blue and you looked so lovely, Just a gentle flower of a small-town girl. You took my hand and we stepped to the music, And with a single smile, you became my world. Cho. Now we courted well, and we courted dearly, And we'd rock for hours on your front porch chair. Then a year went by from the time that I met you, And I made you mine at the Roseville Fair. Cho. So here's a song for all the lovers, And here's a tune that they can share. May they dance all night To the fiddle and the banjo The way we did at the Roseville Fair.