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Music by Traditional Irish Air (The Moreen) Lyrics by Thomas Moore VERSE 1 G D7 G The minstrel boy to the war is gone, C D Em Bm D7 G In the ranks of death___ you'll find him; D Em His father's sword he has girded on, Bm C G Em G D7 G And his wild harp slung___ behind him. Em Bm Em D A D "Land of song!" said the warriorbard, Em Bm Em "Though all the world betrays thee, C G D Em One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard, Bm C G Em G D7 G One faithful harp___ shall praise thee!" VERSE 2 G D7 G The minstrel fell! But the foeman's chain C D Em Bm D7 G Could not bring his proud soul under; D Em The harp he loved ne'er spoke again, Bm C G Em G D7 G For he tore its chords___ asunder Em Bm Em D A D And said, "No chains shall sully thee, Em Bm Em Thou soul of love and bravery! C G D Em Thy songs were made for the brave and free, Bm C G Em G D7 G They shall never sound___ in slavery!"
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|Banjo||A Major B Minor C Major D Major D7 E Minor G Major|
|Guitar||A Major B Minor C Major D Major D7 E Minor G Major|
|Mandolin||A Major B Minor C Major D Major D7 E Minor G Major|
|Piano||A Major B Minor C Major D Major D7 E Minor G Major|
|Ukulele||A Major B Minor C Major D Major D7 E Minor G Major|
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