Songtext von Raconteur Troubadour

Gather round the village square Come good people both wretched And fair See the troubadour play on the drum Hear my songs on the lute that i strum I will make you laugh Revel, merry-dance Throw your pennies, then you'll hear More of The story-telling half There's no other chance Always move on Raconteur, troubadour Take the face that you see for the man Clown and minstrel, i am what i am All my family, not of my kin Home, wherever, the place that i'm in Humors give me wage Favors for my art Rising, falling Everyone struggle on All the world's a stage All can play their part I have chosen Raconteur, troubadour Dusk is drawing my story is spun Dawn is falling my day's work is done Morning, rested i set on my way Find new faces to offer my play I will make you laugh Revel, merry-dance Throw your pennies, then you'll hear More of The story-telling half There's no other chance Always move on Raconteur-troubadour