The Minstrel
A minstrel steps into the hall
To see his king and queen
Sire, there is something I must say
The words no longer find their place
Nor music fill my ears
Looks like my age has finally won the day
Respectfully I bid your leave
Although my heart is sad
But before I walk this last lonely mile
I need to know that with my songs
Your spirits I have moved
For if they have my life has been worthwhile
Chorus
Do you like the songs I’ve sung to you
Do you like the times that we’ve been through
Do you like my music, do you like to sing along
Yes we like the songs that you have sung
And we like the friends that we’ve become
We like your music and the words of your songs
Thank you for those words so kind
But I still feel some concern
For what has been the purpose of my songs
The cruelties of this world remain
And though my words may warm the soul
They’ve not put right a single wrong
And a tired king makes softly his reply
You’ve sung to us of love and pain
Of sorrow and of joy
And we’re touched that with us your soul you’ve shared
It’s true your songs won’t change the world
If only that they could
But they make our pain much easier to bear
A minstrel and a king unite in a tearful farewell
And for the rest of time, the world unites
Under the minstrel spell