I’d travel the road and walk many a mile
To get to the faire, I would use all my gile
I’d cross o’er the swamps and step on crocodiles
For a chance just to sing for the queen
I’d run through the forest and wrestle with bears
I’d pass over brambles and troublesome snares
I promise at night I will say all my prayers
For a chance just to sing for the queen
And I’ll sing her a song that I hope she’ll adore
A song or a poem and a dance ’cross the floor
And I pray when I’ve finished, that she’ll give me
just one more chance to sing for the queen
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I’d tangle with guards just to get through the gate
I’d cut through the line so I wouldn’t be late
Just to get close, I would gamble with fate
For a chance just to sing for the queen
I’d cross raging rivers in a old, wooden raft
I’d tell funny jokes that make court jesters laugh
And noone would know I’m just 10 and a half
For a chance just to sing for the queen
And I’ll sing her a song that I hope she’ll adore
A song or a poem and a dance ’cross the floor
And I pray when I’ve finished, that she’ll give me
just one more chance to sing for the queen
One more chance to sing for the queen
And she shall bring the birds in spring
And dance among the flowers
In summer’s heat her kiss is sweet
she sings from leafy bowers
She cuts the grain and harvest the corn
When fruits of fall surround her
When days grow old in Winter’s cold
she draws her cloak around her.