From the ancient sun to the old heart stove come the troubadours. From the city gates to the castle walls it's the troubadours. On a sunlit day it was bright and clear. And the people came from far and they came from near. To hear the troubadours. Well the troubadours sang their songs of love to the lady fair. She was sitting outside on a balcony in in the cool night air. It was a starry night the moon was shining bright. And the trumpets rang and they gave a chime. For the troubadours. And for everyman all across the land and from shore to shore. They came singin' songs of love and chivalry from the days of yore. Baby lift your window high do you hear that sound. It's the troubadours as they go through town. Baby lift your window high do you hear that sound. It's the troubadours with their freedom song. Lift your window high turn your lamp down low baby. Don't you know I love you so. Lift your window high do you dig that sound. It's the troubadours coming through town.