By Tarnal Mithdae
Singing songs on fair Welstar
Where all is praise for lord Sikkar
Like a bawdy song in the old churchyard
It's the life of a travelling BardSinging songs on dank Perdow
Where very little light will they allow
So we sing in the dark with no regard
It's the life of a travelling BardSinging songs on damp Wysoom
Where the sounds of waves, all else subsume
But the drunken songs of the dockyard
It's the life of a travelling BardSinging songs on dismal Crypt
Where into fiery death have many slip'd
And back they came though their song is barred
It's the life of a travelling BardSinging songs on hot Sosel
Where with colour and life we shall excel
As we sing and wait under night sky starred
It's the life of a travelling BardSinging songs on torn Raji
Where up and down is a bit dodgy
But it's our home and we sing unmarred
It's the life of a travelling Bard





