Irish Songs With Easy Chords & Lyrics
The Minstrel Boy
Thomas Moore
|
D |
| The |
minstrel boy to the war is gone, |
|
G |
D |
Em |
D |
| In the |
ranks of |
death you'll |
find |
him, |
|
D |
| His |
father's sword he has girded on |
|
G |
Em |
D |
| And his |
wild harp slung b |
ehind |
him. |
| Bm |
F#7 |
Bm |
A |
E7 |
A |
| "Land |
of |
song," said the |
war |
rior |
bard, |
| F# |
Bm |
f# |
Bm |
| "Though |
all the world |
bet |
rays thee, |
| G |
D |
A7 |
D |
| One |
sword at least thy rights |
shall |
guard, |
| F#7 |
G |
D |
Em7 |
A |
D |
| One |
faith |
ful harp shall |
prai |
se |
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 bravery!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free,
They shall never sound in slavery!"