Lyrics:
The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you'll find him;
His father's sword he hath girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind
rushing in
Call all the minstrels from the ancient shrine
Pass down the message that it's right this time
Well, I'm trying to, yeah, I'm crying to
Lay
rushing in
Call all the minstrels from the ancient shrine
Pass down the message that it's right this time
Well, I'm trying to, yeah, I'm crying to
Lay
what I mean
In this world
It's depressing, I'm stressing
And everything's bringing me down
But you've stolen my frown
Cause I'd be a minstrel
And you'd
And now with The Minstrel Show update
With your correspondent, Jennifer Duvall
How's everybody doing? This is Sean Don, you know me, Jennifer Duvall
the minstrel band again
Playing loud from dawn to the PM
Eyes are bulging colors leap from sheets
Lay your head to rest inside these
Telperion walls...telperion
Asgard, beckon the waves to obey thee
Make my enemy worthy for me
Odin, grant me the triumph of a true Valkyrie
May the minstrels of grand Valhalla sing
the Steely Dan they were one fine band
And they all played banjo to make that dough
It was a crazy world, the traveling minstrel show
Across old Dixie and all
Thereupon the Lapland minstrel
Hastened to his room, delighting
I have slain the old minstrel
I have slain the son of northland
Slain the ancient
Dawn the minstrel, distant runner
Turn the handle, mystic wonder
Fire turn the ore into steel
Chariots of Thor turn your wheels
Away from Asgard
Come all ye rolling minstrels
And together we will try
To rouse the spirit of the earth
And move the rolling sky
Those that dance will start to dance
The minstrel boy to the war is gone in the ranks of death you will find him
His father's sword he hath girded on and his wild harp slung behind him
The minstrel boy to the war is gone
In the ranks of death you will find him
His father's sword he has girded on
And his wild harp slung behind him
meets the sky
And the song that she sings me, it brings me such peace
When the seas rise up angry and high
She's a friend of mine ~ the minstrel
There
the town
Has he come to save us from Satan's hand?
Leading them away to a foreign land
Play for me, minstrel, play
And take away our sorrows
Play for
The minstrel boy to the war has gone
In the ranks of death you will find him
His father's sword he is girded on
And his wild harp slung behind him
give you the answer
You ask for my love on the strength of a kiss
But can't you just play for experience?
I'm a poet, I'm a poet, I'm a minstrel, I'm
this letter (uh, yo)
"The Minstrel Show" is taped in front of a live studio audience
At Chop Shop Studios in Durham, North Carolina
Funding for "The
colored show on earth
The Minstrel Show, nigga
I can't afford to not record
So, I call my nig' Khrysis, tell him, hit the boards
Then I call Tay put
of 'The Minstrel Show'
I wanna thank y'all for watchin' this shit
I ain't gon' front, only reason I took this job
'Cause I need the money, I don't need, yo,
The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you'll find him;
His fathers sword he has girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind
just a minstrel
With my song, to you I sing
Oh, just a minstrel
I feel so far apart
Royal queen, I see love in your eyes
Your eyes, I love you
Take on thee journeys
Bother not if thou can't
Just troll along the minstrel's chant
And we'll be back before too long
We know how to be safe
In the wilds that were disgraced
And we will all make it home
The Minstrel: And so, a small journey
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