The Minstrel Boy
Traditional

           C   G    F              C     G    Am
The minstrel boy to the war has gone.
             F            C                 G G7 C
In the ranks of death you will find him.
        C  G         F                 C   G   Am
His father's sword he has girded on
                F              C       G G7 C
And his wild harp slung behind him.
          Am  G     F                    G     F     C
"Oh! Land of song," said the warrior bard,
              Am                       F
"Though all the world betray thee,
            C     G    F            C       G    Am
One sword at least thy rights shall guard,
          F          C              G G7    C
One faithful heart shall praise thee."

         C   G     F                 C    G      Am
The minstrel fell, but the foeman's chain
                    F              C              G G7 C
Could not bring that proud soul un --- der.
         C    G     F                  C      G   Am
The harp he loved never spoke again,
              F           C      G G7   C
For he tore its cords asun --der,
          Am    G       F            G  F  C
And said, "No chain shall sully thee
          Am                       F
Thou soul of love and bravery.
           C     G   F                 C     G    Am
My songs remain for the pure and free.
                   F          C          G G7 C
They shall never sound in slavery."
 

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