THE TRAVELLING BARD

The Travelling Bard

I’m an ancient traveler

I’ve travelled far and long

Distant dreams, I’ve had

Of my music’s day

How many songs I’ve sung

I can’t start to count now

How many cheerful faces

I could quite easily tell

I am a travelling bard

I’ve sung songs on courage

I’ve sung of devotion

Stopping only for a night’s rest

I wake up to cheerful smiles

Of people who walk by

The tree by which I slumber

I’m a pathetic fool

I laugh at all my losses

I play for similar fools

I eat raw berries and roots

I drink fresh water too

Every year grows old

And so do I

But I’m never tired

After a good day’s work

I’m paid wages in smiles

I live on holy mother earth

Home is wherever I stay

I teach those who call my name

I’m a happy soul

I’ve got no reason to lie

I’m always happy

When life’s this simple to live

I walked all night and day

I rest only when company

Does come along my way

It’s truthful to say

I talk of peace wherever I go

True to my word it does snow

Every season I conjure

With my music’s play