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GAILY THE TROUBADOUR (Thomas Bailey) Gaily the troubadour touched his guitar, When he was hast'ning home from the war. Singing from Palestine hither I come; Lady love, lady love welcome me home. Singing from Palestine hither I come; Lady love, lady love welcome me home She, for the troubadour hopelessly wept, Sadly she thought of him when others slept. Singing in search of thee would I might roam; Troubadour, troubadour come to thy home. Singing in search of thee would I might roam. Troubadour, troubadour come to thy home. Lady love, lady love welcome me home Hark! 'twas the Troubador breathing her name; Under the battlement softly he came. Singing, "From Palestine, hither I come; Lady love, lady love, welcome me home." Singing, "From Palestine, hither I come; Lady love, lady love, welcome me home." Note: I found a copy of "Gaily the Troubador" in Denes Agay's "Best Loved Songs of the American People" (Doubleday, 1975. It's a rather strange book -- about a third folk tunes, the rest pop songs). The book has this to say about the song: "A popular sentimental serenade of the 1820s by Thomas Haynes Bailey, who also wrote 'Long, Long Ago.'" BW @music filename[ GAYTROUB TUNE FILE: GAYTROUB CLICK TO PLAY AJS, BW, RG |
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