WE ARE THE ROVING MINSTRELS
Wilson Family
We are the roving minstrels and tonight we've dropped in
to weave you our music and a song all to spin
to weave you our music as only we do
And we hope that our choruses please you
Please you, please you.
And we hope that our choruses please you
please you, please you,
And we hope that our choruses please you.
Well I am the fiddler I'll have you to know
My music is ready, I've rosined me bow
Me music is ready, me strings are well tuned
And I hope that my fiddlin' will please you,
please you, please you
And I hope that my fiddlin' will please you,
please you, please you
And I hope that my fiddlin' will please you
Well I am the whistler with me flute and me fife
I can play me notes cleaner than the blade of a knife
I can play me notes high, I can play me notes low
And I hope that my whistlin' will please you
Please you, please you
And I hope that my whistlin' will please you
please you, please you
And I hope that my whistlin' will please you.
Well I am the singer of songs of great charm
I sing them so sweetly, I soothe like a balm
I sing them so high, I sing them so low
And I hope that my choruses please you
please you, please you
And I hope that my choruses please you
please you, please you.
And I hope that my choruses please you.
We are the roving minstrels by one two and three
We'll sing you merry music, as soon you will see
We'll sing you merry music, as only we do
And we hope that our choruses please you
please you please you
And we hope that our choruses please you
please you please you
And we hope that our choruses please you.
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WE ARE THE ROVING MINSTRELS
Wilson Family
We are the roving minstrels and tonight we've dropped in
to weave you our music and a song all to spin
to weave you our music as only we do
And we hope that our choruses please you
Please you, please you.
And we hope that our choruses please you
please you, please you,
And we hope that our choruses please you.
Well I am the fiddler I'll have you to know
My music is ready, I've rosined me bow
Me music is ready, me strings are well tuned
And I hope that my fiddlin' will please you,
please you, please you
And I hope that my fiddlin' will please you,
please you, please you
And I hope that my fiddlin' will please you
Well I am the whistler with me flute and me fife
I can play me notes cleaner than the blade of a knife
I can play me notes high, I can play me notes low
And I hope that my whistlin' will please you
Please you, please you
And I hope that my whistlin' will please you
please you, please you
And I hope that my whistlin' will please you.
Well I am the singer of songs of great charm
I sing them so sweetly, I soothe like a balm
I sing them so high, I sing them so low
And I hope that my choruses please you
please you, please you
And I hope that my choruses please you
please you, please you.
And I hope that my choruses please you.
We are the roving minstrels by one two and three
We'll sing you merry music, as soon you will see
We'll sing you merry music, as only we do
And we hope that our choruses please you
please you please you
And we hope that our choruses please you
please you please you
And we hope that our choruses please you.
Wilson Family
We are the roving minstrels and tonight we've dropped in
to weave you our music and a song all to spin
to weave you our music as only we do
And we hope that our choruses please you
Please you, please you.
And we hope that our choruses please you
please you, please you,
And we hope that our choruses please you.
Well I am the fiddler I'll have you to know
My music is ready, I've rosined me bow
Me music is ready, me strings are well tuned
And I hope that my fiddlin' will please you,
please you, please you
And I hope that my fiddlin' will please you,
please you, please you
And I hope that my fiddlin' will please you
Well I am the whistler with me flute and me fife
I can play me notes cleaner than the blade of a knife
I can play me notes high, I can play me notes low
And I hope that my whistlin' will please you
Please you, please you
And I hope that my whistlin' will please you
please you, please you
And I hope that my whistlin' will please you.
Well I am the singer of songs of great charm
I sing them so sweetly, I soothe like a balm
I sing them so high, I sing them so low
And I hope that my choruses please you
please you, please you
And I hope that my choruses please you
please you, please you.
And I hope that my choruses please you.
We are the roving minstrels by one two and three
We'll sing you merry music, as soon you will see
We'll sing you merry music, as only we do
And we hope that our choruses please you
please you please you
And we hope that our choruses please you
please you please you
And we hope that our choruses please you.