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The Minstrel Boy (Thomas Moore (1779-1852)) Air "the Moreen" Ancient Irish Air The minstrel boy to the war is gone, In the ranks of death you'll find him; His father's sword he hath girded on, And his wild harp slung behind him; "Land of Song!" cried the warrior bard, (Should) "Tho' 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 steel Could not bring that proud soul under; The harp he lov'd ne'er spoke again, For he tore its chords asunder; And said "No chains shall sully thee, Thou soul of love and brav'ry! Thy songs were made for the pure and free They shall never sound in slavery! ADD LAST VERSE: (American Civil War) The minstrel boy will return we pray When we hear the news we all will cheer it The minstrel boy will return one day Torn perhaps in body, not in spirit Then may he play on his harp in peace In a world such as Heaven has intended For all the bitterness of man must cease And every battle must be ended recorded by Clancy Bros on songs of Rebellion DC apr97Download the song in PDF format for printout etc.