Lenny Kuhr
Lenny Kuhr - The Troubadour lyrics
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The tales of bold and galant knights, the fearless battles they would fight These are the stories he'd recite – the troubadour The many tidings he would bring about some poor and lonely king Would never see another spring – the troubadour A minstrel man of days gone by who gave the ladies all the eye All knew just how to make them sigh – the troubadour, the troubadour He'd gently lure them to a glade where he would sing his serenade And woo a many a fare young maid – the troubadour, the troubadour La lalala lala lailala lailala... La lala lailala la... La lalala lala lailala lailala... La lala lailala la... He would steal their hearts away, then greet the dawning of the day In some small village far away – the troubadour There, once again he'd sing a song about some war that had been won His voice would ring out clear and strong – the troubadour And as he drew his public near, he gave them what they came to hear He sang of love and life and fear – the troubadour, the troubadour He'd recall a gruesome tale, perhaps of Jonah and the whale And make his audience all grow pale – the troubadour, the troubadour But when he felt things goin' wrong, it never lasted very wrong For he would start a funny song – the troubadour Music and words – witty and kind, this minstrel man has left behind Perhaps some day again you'll find the troubadour Oh oh... la lalala lala lailala lailala... La lala lailala la... La lalala lala lailala lailala... La lala lailala la... Oh oh... la lalala lala lailala lailala... La lala lailala la... La lalala lala lailala lailala... La lala lailala la... The troubadour