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