A wandering minstrel I a thing of shreds and patches

Of ballad songs and snatches

And dreamy lullabies

My catalog is long though every passion ranging

And to your humor's changing

I tune my supple song

I tune my supple song

Are you in sentimental mood?

I'll sigh with you.

Ohhhh sorrow.

On maiden's coldness do you brood

I'll do so too.

Ohhhh sorrow, sorrow.

I'll charm your willing ears with songs of lover's fears.

While sympathetic tears my cheeks bedew.

Ohhhh sorrow, sorrow.

But if patriotic sentiment is wanted

I've patriotic ballads cut and dried

For where're our country's banner May be planted

All other local banners are defied