I'll tell you a story to pass on to the end
As told to me so long ago by my good friend
As we hollowed round the log fire
We laughed the whole night long
As he told me a tale, passed on to him
By a wanderin' vagabond
My friend told me the story
And I'll pass it on to you
It was handed down this century
And he swore that it was true
And in the morning I could see him fade
Was it fact or fiction? Who can say?
(Storyteller)
I believe ev'ry word you say
(Storyteller)
I bet you told a good tale in your day
He tried to tell the people
But the people wouldn't hear
Him spinning yarns
And telling tales from yesteryear
Then he smiled and finished his story
He said, "Will you pass it on for me?"
(Storyteller)
I'll tell that tale for you
(Storyteller)
Somehow I'll get your message through
My friend told me the story
And I'll pass it on to you
It was handed down this century
And I swear that it is true