Around the World and Back Again.
What is a Didjeridoo?
The Wonderful World of Yes.
In an Elephant World
I Papaveri (The Poppy Song)
Dance, Dance, Dance
The Troubadour
It's Gonna be Dinner Soon
A Forest in the Rain
How'd You Like to do That?
Gonna go to Borneo
Wheels
Heartache to Happy
Another Busy Day
By-ush Ki By-u
Song of the Earth.
The Troubadour
Once upon a time
There came a wandering man.
With tales of wonder in his head
And music in his hand.
Across the fields of France
He'd travel and explore
This minstrel poet called himself
a trou-ba-dor.
With a lute and a flute and a zither and a harp
And I'm up and I'm on my way.
I'll sing you the news or whatever you choose
For a meal and a place to stay.
And a hayne on a nummy dum day.
(And a hayne on a nummy dum day.)
In every town and farm.
It was work and work some more.
So what a thrill
When down the hill
Came the troubadour.
With a jangle and a strum
He'd fill the village square,
And turn it right before their eyes,
Into a county fair.
With a lute and a flute and a zither and a harp
And I'm up and I'm on my way.
I'll sing you the news or whatever you choose
For a meal and a place to stay.
And a hayne on a nummy dum day.
(And a hayne on a nummy dum day.)
He told them the tale of the sword called Excalibur.
Rooted in legend,
Embedded in stone.
And Arthur the valiant,
Who drew out Excalibur.
Claiming it's glory,
And taking the thrown.
Come listen,
I'll sing you of beautiful Helen,
Who's face was so lovely she started a war.
And Eleanor Archeton, Daughter of William.
Who married two kings
And gave birth to two more.
They danced to the music,
They listened they laughed as
The day dwindled down
To a whisper of light.
Like food for the winter,
They gathered his stories
And sang with the troubadour all through the night.
Next morning he was up,
Before the breakfast bell.
To drink it up,
And pack it up,
And bid a fond fair well.
He stepped out on the road.
A wanderer once more.
And off into the morning went the troubador.
With a lute and a flute and a zither and a harp
And I'm up and I'm on my way.
I'll sing you the news or whatever you choose
For a meal and a place to stay.
And a hayne on a nummy dum day.
(And a hayne on a nummy dum day.)
