Here’s a storyFor you allYou won’t believe it
That’s for sureBut I tell the truth
That stings my heart
Of gorgeous queen
And a lonesome bard
She fell in love with me
That’s how I almost
Became a king
I travelled far
My road was long
I played my luteAnd sang my songs
Then one nightIn walks a queen
Hair, dress, everything
She looked me with
Her pretty eyesI’ve never seen
Such lovely smile
She danced until the dawn
That’s how I almost
Seized the throne
As soon as sun began to rise
King sent his royal spies
She could not resist my charms
She almost fell into my armsI tell you all, I wouldn’t lieI fled the scene in a nick of time
Still today I singHow I almostBecame your king

I was born in a town
Northwest from here
Born as a princeOne day to be kingBut my heart
Yearned for something more
So I gave up my throne
I am the wanderer
World is my wayI am the wanderer
There’s no place I’ll stay
I am the wanderer
I’ve always lookAs far as eye can see
I am freeI am the wanderer
Since thenI’ve traveled far and wide
Never looking backI’ve seen the wondersOf the worldMountains and caverns black
People often said“You fool, you could’ve been a king”
But to meIt don’t mean a thing