With the wheels of technology rolling so fast, who will be the last troubadour?

The Last Troubadour

The moment that you walked in at the door

I swore I’d never seen your likes before

Till you took up your guitar to play the floor

Straight out of the pages of folklore

You made us laugh and cry and beg for more

And see this whole world from a different shore

Your stories and your songs shook us to the very core

That you could be the last

You could well be the last

You could be the last troubadour

And in the early hours when the tawny takes to flight

And a nation safely sleeps in its abode

There beneath the glory of another starry night

You will still be ramblin down the road

Your eyes cut the room with half a glance

And like statues we were frozen in a trance

Whilst on your silver strings your fingers danced

Nothing that you did was half by chance

You let us share your sorrow joy and pain

But I feel somehow you won’t be back again

The truth is that there are so few like you anymore

That you could be the last

You could well be the last

You could be the last troubadour

Troubadour

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And so I will raise a glass or two

And celebrate this hour I spent with you

Before you step back into the past

Please don’t break the spell that you have cast

Should people ask me how I know

Just how cold the winds of change can blow

I’ll say you wear that cloak of dreams

That I myself once wore

And that I too once was

And that I too once was

I too once was a troubadour

And when you’ve got the bitter north wind a biting at your back

And the thunder of a song rolls in your heart

Just know you came from nothing

So there is nothing you lack

That you were a child of freedom from the start

So gently weave you magic on my mind

And in your stories thread I’ll be entwined

And if it’s only just for one last time

Soothe me with you rhythm and your rhyme

Should people ever ask me how I know

Just how cold the winds of change can blow

I’ll tell them that you wear

That cloak of dreams that I once wore

And that you are the last

And that you are the last

You truly are the last troubadour

Troubadour

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