The Minstrel.

1

Slowly he takes to his stage by the roadside

A blanket spread out on the ground to catch the money they throw.

Telling the truth of the times, it can't be denied.

Singing of hero's and villains of a time long ago.

The people walk by as they go about their business

Some stop for a while, then pass on their way.

The minstrel plays the tune regardless,

By the look of the blanket, it's gonna be another bad day.

chorus

Ain't a life of ease, but he don't care

One day he'll be paid so highly, then he'll live the life of Reilly.

He can't keep the wolf from the door.

Around the corner he'll be lurking, still as they say, it's better than working.

2

He packs up his things as the day turns to darkness

The stars in the sky seem to laugh as he goes on his way

The cold of the night bites deep, but he couldn't care less

come tomorrow a new town, and yet another new day.

chorus

Ain't a life of ease, but he don't care

One day he'll be paid so highly, then he'll live the life of Reilly.

He can't keep the wolf from the door.

Around the corner he'll be lurking, still as they say, it's better than working

Solo

3

He helps load the truck,one more time, that carries all the equipment.

The gig has lost money so the band will never be paid.

He worrys once more where will he get the money for their rent ?

Maybe tomorrow dreams of success never fade.

chorus

Ain't a life of ease, but he don't care

One day he'll be paid so highly, then he'll live the life of Reilly.

He can't keep the wolf from the door.

Around the corner he'll be lurking, still as they say, it's better than working

Ain't a life of ease, but he don't care

One day he'll be paid so highly, then he'll live the life of Reilly.

He can't keep the wolf from the door.

Around the corner he'll be lurking, still as they say, it's better than working

Solo till fade.