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The MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone % n; o4 b1 _4 m% n3 ]in the ranks of death- you'll- find him 5 G# X0 L0 d) x' W1 v W
His father's sword- he has girded on 7 ?; \/ q& }; Q* z. c( f3 C9 D* l4 O
and his wild harp slung- be-hind him ! K5 m5 ` r( Y- L) y( r% h o& p"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard 1 F1 v8 K: o6 _* z/ I2 s'Though all the world betrays- thee, % A! B! w! p. }8 b4 B2 l6 l8 hone sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, & D/ K% I: ], x: L6 r+ Sone- faithful harp- shall- praise thee ; w2 t& ?0 X, E: x. T
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The Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain 2 G2 Q$ V3 x6 G# z0 F1 s4 I) x) Ccould not bring his proud- soul- under ; e$ ]2 s4 A9 Y4 J# tThe Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again 8 [, a) }* n5 l. o( N- l! Afor he tore it's chords- a-sunder / Q5 x, K; n" r+ L
And said 'No chains shall- sully thee, # r( s7 p$ u/ R: @% x) Y
Thou soul of love and bravery. + J2 H: d \1 FThy songs were made for the pure and the free, ; k' f9 C# C L# q, I UThey- shall never sound- in- slavery' 9 k6 W: }: e$ E) ?, y
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