Gordon Lightfoot - Minstrel of the dawn

^DThe minstrel of the ^Dsus4dawn is here To ^Gmake you laugh and ^Abend your ear ^DUp the steps you ll ^Dsus4hear him climb ^GAll full of thoughts, all ^Afull of rhymes ^GListen to the ^Cpictures flow A^Gcross the room in^Cto your mind they ^Ago ^DListen to the ^Gstrings They ^Bmjangle and ^Ddangle While the ^Eold guitar ^Arings

^DThe minstrel of the ^Dsus4dawn is he ^GNot too wise but ^Aoh so free ^DHe ll talk of life out ^Dsus4on the street ^GHe ll play it sad and ^Asay it sweet ^GLook into his ^Cshining face Of ^Gloneliness you ll ^Calways find a ^Atrace ^DJust like me and ^Gyou He s ^Bmtrying to get ^Dinto things More ^Ehappy than ^Ablue

^DA minstrel of the ^Dsus4changing tide ^GHe ll ask for nothing ^Abut his pride ^DJust sit him down u^Dsus4pon that chair ^GGo fetch some wine and ^Aset it there ^GListen to the ^Cpictures flow A^Gcross the room in^Cto your mind they ^Ago ^DListen to the ^Gstrings They ^Bmjangle and ^Ddangle While the ^Eold guitar ^Arings

^DA minstrel of the ^Dsus4dawn is near ^GJust like a step n ^Afetch it here ^DHe s like an old time ^Dsus4troubadour ^GJust wanting life and ^Anothing more ^GLook into his ^Ashining eyes ^GAnd if you see a ghost ^Cdon t be sur^Aprised ^DLike me and ^Gyou He s ^Bmtrying to get into ^Dthings More ^Ehappy than ^Ablue

^DThe minstrel boy will ^Dsus4understand ^GHe holds a promise ^Ain his hand ^DHe talks of better ^Dsus4days ahead ^GAnd by his words your ^Afortune s read ^GListen to the ^Apictures flow A^Gcross the room in^Cto your mind they ^Ago ^DListen to the ^Gstrings They ^Bmjangle and ^Ddangle While the ^Eold guitar ^Arings

^DThe minstrel of the ^Dsus4dawn is gone ^GI hope he ll call be^Afore too long ^DAnd if you meet him ^Dsus4you must be ^GThe victim of his ^Aminstrelsy He ll ^Gsing for you a ^Dsong The ^Aminstrel of the ^Ddaw^An ^D