The Wandering Minstrel Lyrics

Through the forest deep and dark I roam

With a harp and flute I find my home

Stories of old sung to the stars

Guided by the moon and ancient scars

Sing the tales of a wandering minstrel

Melodies from the heart pure and simple

With the sound of harps and flutes in the night

We'll dance in the moon's soft silver light

In the towns and quiet village squares

Echoes of my song fill the air

Pianos whisper, guitars gentle strum

In every note a tale becomes

Sing the tales of a wandering minstrel

Melodies from the heart pure and simple

With the sound of harps and flutes in the night

We'll dance in the moon's soft silver light

Every road leads to a new song

With each sunrise the journey goes on

Harps and flutes carry the tale

Of the minstrel who will never fail

Sing the tales of a wandering minstrel

Melodies from the heart pure and simple

With the sound of harps and flutes in the night

We'll dance in the moon's soft silver light

Every road leads to a new song

With each sunrise the journey goes on

Harps and flutes carry the tale

Of the minstrel who will never fail

Every road leads to a new song

With each sunrise the journey goes on

Harps and flutes carry the tale

Of the minstrel who will never fail