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Come all ye rolling minstrels, |
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And together we will try |
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To rouse the spirit of the air |
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And move the rolling sky. |
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Those that dance will start to dance |
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And those who don't will sway |
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In time to this our merry tune |
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That we play for you today |
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So come all ye rolling minstrels |
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And together we will try |
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To rouse the spirit of the air |
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And move the rolling sky |
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Our fiddler, he just loves to play |
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And that's why he plays so good. |
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And now he plays a violin |
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Made out of solid wood. |
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So come all ye rolling minstrels |
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And together we will try |
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To rouse the spirit of the air |
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And move the rolling sky |
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Possessor of the magic touch, |
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But no magician, he |
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Will play for you some magic notes |
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Instead as you will see. |
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So come all ye rolling minstrels |
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And together we will try |
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To rouse the spirit of the air |
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And move the rolling sky. |
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The sound of beating on the drums |
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From behind you hear, |
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And to the rhythm of guitar |
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We hope you'll lend an ear. |
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So come all ye rolling minstrels |
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And together we will try |
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To rouse the spirit of the air |
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And move the rolling sky |
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Well, the man who plays the bass does make |
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Those low notes that you hear. |
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And the high notes come from you and me |
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For we will sing so clear |
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So come all ye rolling minstrels |
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And together we will try |
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To rouse the spirit of the air |
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And move the rolling sky. |
