Minstrel boy
Shane macgowan and the popes
The minstrel boy to the war is 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!"
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 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 brav'ry!
Your songs were made for the pure and free
They shall never sound in slavery!
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