The minstrel of the dawn is hereTo make you laugh and bend your earUp the steps you'll hear him climbAll full of thoughts, all full of rhymesListen to the pictures flowAcross the room into your mind they goListen to the stringsThey jangle and dangleWhile the old guitar ringsThe minstrel of the dawn is heNot too wise but oh so freeHe'll talk of life out on the streetHe'll play it sad and asy it sweetLook into his shining faceOf lonelines you'll always find a traceJust like me and youHe's tryin' to get into thingsMore happy than blueA minstrel of the changin' tideHe'll ask for nothing but his prideJust sit him down upon that chairGo fetch some wine and set it thereListen to the pictures flowAcross the room into your mind they goListen to the stringsThey jangle and dangleWhile the old guitar ringsA minstrel of the dawn is nearJust like a step 'n fetchit hereHe's like an old time troubadorJust wanting life and nothing moreLook into his shining eyesAnd if you see a ghost don't be surprisedLike me and youHe's tryin' to get into thingsMore happy than blueThe minstrel boy will understandHe holds a promise in his handHe talks of better days aheadAnd by his words your fortune's readListen to the pictures flowAcross the room into your mind they goListen to the stringsThey jangle and dangleWhile the old guitar ringsThe minstrel of the dawn is goneI hope he'll call before too longAnd if you meet him you must beThe victim of his minstrelsyHe'll sing for you a songThe minstrel of the dawn