WE ARE THE ROVING MINSTRELS



Wilson Family



We are the roving minstrels and tonight we've dropped in

to weave you our music and a song all to spin

to weave you our music as only we do

And we hope that our choruses please you

Please you, please you.

And we hope that our choruses please you

please you, please you,

And we hope that our choruses please you.





Well I am the fiddler I'll have you to know

My music is ready, I've rosined me bow

Me music is ready, me strings are well tuned

And I hope that my fiddlin' will please you,

please you, please you

And I hope that my fiddlin' will please you,

please you, please you

And I hope that my fiddlin' will please you



Well I am the whistler with me flute and me fife

I can play me notes cleaner than the blade of a knife

I can play me notes high, I can play me notes low

And I hope that my whistlin' will please you

Please you, please you

And I hope that my whistlin' will please you

please you, please you

And I hope that my whistlin' will please you.



Well I am the singer of songs of great charm

I sing them so sweetly, I soothe like a balm

I sing them so high, I sing them so low

And I hope that my choruses please you

please you, please you

And I hope that my choruses please you

please you, please you.

And I hope that my choruses please you.



We are the roving minstrels by one two and three

We'll sing you merry music, as soon you will see

We'll sing you merry music, as only we do

And we hope that our choruses please you

please you please you

And we hope that our choruses please you

please you please you

And we hope that our choruses please you.



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