Soprano to my left,
Soprano to my right,
I was set in a cleft
At the end of the night.
Mix yourselves all around the conductor said,
So there we were a four part choir
Not in our set groups as normal
But mixed all over.
So we sang,
We sang our hearts out
Each hearing a different voice,
Different voice at our sides.
We finished the song,
The final song of the night
And all had beaming faces
As a wonderful sound had been made
And smiling and joy abounded
As we came to the end of our day.