The Wandering Minstrel chords by Michael Martin Murphey
Verse 1
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A young minstrel
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knocked at the gates of the city
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He wore black tattered rags,
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yet he asked for no pity
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But sang some simple rhymes,
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and made up something funny
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While the king was in his
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counting house,
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counting out his money
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A wandering minstrel,
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a promise of laughter
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Bringing back the hope
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of living happily ever after
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Like a picture in a book
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we long ago misplaced
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In a country and a kingdom
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patched with library paste
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Soon we were deep
in our dreams, asleep,
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But He stood by the walls
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with His Son,
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Singing, if you die before you wake,
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Then pray the Lord
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your souls to take,
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For your eyes will be full of light
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And he told us stories and
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legends and reasons
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And rhymes of the old times
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and spirits of seasons
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He worked his way till
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we had no suspicion
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As he played the minstrel,
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the fool and magician
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And before long the tap
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-gate was full of wine
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And the wandering minstrel
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was singing in side
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This joker who was fashioned
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with features so fine
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What was the mystery of his design?
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He slept in the streets
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and he filled them with singing
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And when he left the city
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his pockets were jingling
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And many seasons passed
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before the fool returned
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With his beard long and gray
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and his wrinkled skin burned
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The wandering minstrel,
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the man of many faces
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Spoke of other lives in
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the strangest of places
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Of sleeping in a jail
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and living out his time
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And serving out the sins
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of his never -ending crime
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Then as the snow drifted
deep in the streets
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His hair and his beard turned white
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In the winter he died,
and the townspeople cried
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For they were all children inside
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Now his flute could not sing,
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and nude were his jeans
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And the win ter set into
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their hearts and their minds
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How could they know
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that his spirit passed on
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That his life was lived again
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many thousands of times
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In the souls of the wonders,
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breaking the rules
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The hobos, the cowboys,
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the magicians and fools
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And for each of us with feelings
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which can't be held in
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The Wandering Minstrel is living in
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The Wandering Minstrel
Michael Martin Murphey
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