A Fair Wind

Chorus:

Hey do, fiddlie - o, and a hearty laugh you can give me,

A fair wind unto your back, and a passel of love I'll grant thee.

There is a may I would fain adore

And she plays my heart like a lyre.

She plucks the strings to make me dance,

 But that only sets my soul on fire.

Chorus

There is a fine knight that I would serve,

            But he does not fit his armor.

He squeaks and groans to mount his horse,

            Then falls on his head with such clamor.

Chorus

There was a bard who sang in our court,

            And his voice was bold and lilting.

He sang of bold deeds and love profound,

             And told tales with twisted meanings.

Chorus

There was a magician come with the mist,

            And rings and balls would doth appear.

He amazed the throng with conjuring,

            Then vanished like he was never here.

Chorus

There was a Prince with a woeful face,

            Losing a kingdom is poor fate.

Challenging knights to champion a maid,

            Losing his armor, but gaining a mate.

Chorus

There was a farmer who grew only weeds,

            And his kids grew thin and sickly.

So he became a court jester,

Laughed at the king, now he's very wealthy.

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There was minstrel whose song was too long,

            And his voice began to quaver.

So the crowd he thanked with a sigh,

            And they prayed unto their Savior.

Kinjal of Moravia