Gentle Giant Raconteur Troubadour Lyrics

Raconteur Troubadour Lyrics

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.