C        F          C      Am
The minstrel boy to the war is gone
       F        C              G    C
In the ranks of death you will find him
    C        F            C      Am
His father's sword he has girded on
        F         C       G    C
And his wild harp slung behind him


[VERSE 2:]
 Am      F               G       C
"Land of song," said the warrior bard
        Am              F    C
"Though all the world betray thee
    Am        F          C           Am
One sword, at least, thy right shall guard
    F        C           G      C
One faithful heart shall praise thee"


[INTERLUDE:] C  F  C  Am  F  C  G  C


[VERSE 3:]
    C        F             C        Am
The minstrel fell, but the foeman's chain
          F          C          G C
Could not bring that proud soul under
    C       F           C      Am
The harp he loved ne'er spoke again
       F        C      G  C
For he tore its cords asunder


[VERSE 4:]
    Am        F           G     C
And said, "No chain shall sully thee
     Am               F    C
Thou soul of love and bravery
   Am         F            C        Am
My songs were made for the pure and free
           F     C        G  C
They shall never sound in slavery"