Oh, wondering minstrel man singing songs of strife How many times have you been busted for showing signs of life Oh, singing minstrel man sometimes you get the blues When people try to stop you from singing your songs of truth
And you sing that you're tired of seeing your brother killing one another And that silver in the hall, but that's no silver in the dove Nobody wants to hear your songs of love
Oh, singing minstrel man trying to do your part Telling everyone that they're blind till they can see with their hearts Oh, wondring minstrel man you get your clothes from good will And your soul will never be owned by a worthless dollar bill
And you sing that you're tired of seeing your brother killing one another And the silver in the hall, but that's no silver in the dove Nobody wants to hear your songs of love Nobody wants to hear your songs of love Nobody wants to hear your songs of love
Nobody wants to hear your songs of love Nobody wants to hear your songs of love Nobody wants to hear your songs of love Nobody wants to hear your songs of love Nobody wants to hear your songs of loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
