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Wand'ring Minstrel - Kenny Baker
A wandering minstrel I
A thing of shreds and patches
Of ballads songs and snatches
And dreamy lullaby
My catalogue is long
Through every passion ranging
And to your humours changing
I tune my supple song
I tune my supple song
Are you in sentimental mood
I'll sigh with you
Oh sorrow
On maiden's coldness do you brood
I'll do so too
Oh sorrow sorrow
I'll charm your willing ears
With songs of lovers' fears
While sympathetic tears
My cheeks bedew
Oh sorrow sorrow
But if patriotic sentiment is wanted
I've patriotic ballads cut and dried
For where'er our country's banner may be planted
All other local banners are defied
Our warriors in serried ranks assembled
Never quail or they conceal it if they do
And I shouldn't be surprised if nations trembled
Before the mighty troops of Titipu
We shouldn't be surprised if nations trembled
Trembled with alarm
Before the mighty troops
The troops of Titipu
And if you call for a song of the sea
We'll heave the capstan round
With a yeo heave ho for the wind is free
Her anchor's a-trip and her helm's a-lee
Hurrah for the homeward bound
Yeo-ho heave ho
Hurrah for the homeward bound
To lay aloft in a howling breeze
May tickle a landsman's taste
But the happiest hour a sailor sees
Is when he's down
At an inland town
With his Nancy on his knees yeo ho
And his arm around her waist
Then man the capstan off we go
As the fiddler swings us round
With a yeo heave ho
And a rum below
Hurrah for the homeward bound
With a yeo heave ho
And a rum below
Yeo-ho heave ho
Yeo-ho heave ho
Heave ho heave ho yeo-ho
A wandering minstrel I
A thing of shreds and patches
Of ballads songs and snatches
And dreamy lullaby
And dreamy lulla-lullaby
Lullaby
Lullaby