Lyrics by Nicolette Good. Music by Nicolette Good and Jesse Basham. Copyright 2012.

I heard a voice from the crowd,
some young devil,
a pauper who thought him a king

Heard the band playing
and wasted his wealth on a song
now I’m destined to sing

If only I could

“I can be patient,” he said,
“and your patron,
a sum for a new melody.”

A king or a pauper,
I took up his offer
to sing in the strangest of keys.

If only I could

Threw out his curses
and paid for his verses,
the song and the singer,
the folly of anger

Drank from the saucer
and took from the coffer,
the kingdom, the players and me

And I knew he would