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