Minstrel Boy lyrics

(Traditional, arranged by Shane MacGowan)
The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you`ll find him;
His father`s sword he has girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind him;
`Land of Song!` said the warrior bard,
`Though all the world betrays thee,
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!`

The minstrel fell! But the foeman`s chain
Could not bring his proud soul under;
The harp he loved ne`er spoke again,
For he tore its chords asunder;
And said `No chains shall sully thee,
Thou soul of love and brav`ry!
Your songs were made for the pure and free
They shall never sound in slavery!
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