The Minstrel Boy

Lyrics

The minstrel boy to the war has 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 chains Could not bring that proud soul under; The harp he loved ne'er spoke again For he tore its chords asunder; He said "No chains shall sully thee Thou soul of love and bravery! Your songs were made for the pure and free They shall never sound in slavery! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (The minstrel boy to the war has gone) Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (the songs and sentiments are soldiering on) Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh The minstrel boy to the war has gone The minstrel boy to the war has gone The minstrel boy to the war has gone