Legacy

(Carleen McCornack)

Hello, young friend
You've come to stay with me awhile
Passing through my hands on the way to tomorrow
You're only meant to borrow for a song.

From magic hands
You came to me to sing and dance
Ebony and maple and the wood of the roses
Oh, so carefully chosen for a song.

Music is an everlasting song
A minstrel's only legacy
And she must pass it on.

There comes a time
When songs are sung and rhymes are rhymed
You must be moving on for you've the life of a rounder
You see, I only found her for a song.

[Instrumental lines]

You must be moving on for you've the life of a rounder
You see, I only found her for a song.

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