Troubador - Tim Buckley

As she walks near me my blood feels the chance

All spinning and swirling it yearns for the dance

To become part of me poor one to take part of her

Don’t say that tomorrow will bring me her love

Don’t let me wait for words undestined from above

Let me laugh through her fingers and smile through her hair

Let me love the one I see for I know that she’s there

For tomorrow and today aren’t here anymore

Lalalalala

Sing songs for pennies tip my hat couldn’t get many

All around the city are the troubadours

Lalalalala

Sing songs for pennies tip my hat couldn’t get many

All around the city see the troubadours

Singing songs sadly sing songs so lonely

All around the city see the troubadours

As she steps near me my blood feels the chance

All spinning and whirling it yearns for the dance

To take part of her fair one

To know part of her