Come all ye rolling minstrels,
And to-gether we will try.
To rouse the spirit of the earth,
And move the rolling sky.
(verse 2)
Those that dance, will start to dance,
And those who don't, will stay.
In time to list our merry tune,
That we play for you to-day.
(chorus 1)
So come all ye rolling minstrels,
And together we will try.
To rouse the spirit of the earth.
And move the rolling sky.
(verse 3)
Our fiddler, he just loves to play,
And that's why he plays so good.
And now he plays a vio-lin,
Made out of solid wood.
(chorus 2)
So come all ye rolling minstrels,
And together we will try.
To rouse the spirit of the earth.
And move the rolling sky.
(verse 4)
Pos-sessor of the magic touch,
And no ma-gician he.
Will play for you some magic notes,
In-stead, as you will see.
(chorus 3)
So come all ye rolling minstrels,
And together we will try.
To rouse the spirit of the earth.
And move the rolling sky.
(verse 5)
Sound of beating on the drum,
Song be-hind, you'll hear.
And to the rhythm of gui-tar,
We hope you'll lend an ear.
(chorus 4)
So come all ye rolling minstrels,
And together we will try.
To rouse the spirit of the earth.
And move the rolling sky.
(verse 6)
Well, the man who plays the bass, does make,
Those low notes that you hear.
And the high notes come from you and me,
For we will sing so clear.
(chorus 5)
So come all ye rolling minstrels,
And together we will try.
To rouse the spirit of the earth.
And move the rolling sky.