Lyrics
well, i call this room to order, gather round now and hear my song, if you're drunk or at its border, listen well, this won't take long, there's no doubting fortune's favour, when it tells you you're the one, but may the real fruits of your labour, be sown by you alone, oh, good life of singing, good life of song, won't you grant us our full measure, when our day is done, oh, good wine and winning, good nights so long, won't you ease us through our toiling, the road is very long, after long weeks in the corner, where the wine won't make you drunk, but you held your place with honour, among the bards and the troubadours, this is no roaming lamentation, no ode to those who've gone, but a joyful incantation, to the road we've come upon, oh, good life of singing, good life of song, won't you ease us through our toiling, the road is very long, oh, good wine and winning, good nights so long, won't you grant us our full measure, for now we must go on, good life of singing, good life of song, go tell it on the mountain, let them know we passed this way, let them see we came as equals, let them know we weren't afraid, and they'll feel your love of music, in every note you play, well, it leaves you if you don't use it, don't let it slip away, oh, good life of singing, good life of song, how you granted us our measure, when our work was done, oh, good days of drinking, good nights so long, how you eased us through our toiling, for now we must go on, good life of singing, good life of song, good life of singing, good life so long
Song details
Artist: hansard, glen