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The MinstrelBoy- to the war has gone $ k+ A+ r$ K5 R7 |! E' nin the ranks of death- you'll- find him ! t. B5 g: F6 t$ u: R9 U; N- a
His father's sword- he has girded on 7 C/ F+ S% }% Zand his wild harp slung- be-hind him " `- c- ^# T; v2 p, p2 r A" k"Land of Song"said the warrior Bard 5 l! W' j E' C0 u'Though all the world betrays- thee, . u) M( h- W1 u; Cone sword at least- thy- rights shall guard, . \5 n/ l0 y5 d) E/ ^: x3 B' l
one- faithful harp- shall- praise thee % z7 B [4 `' a; L8 u
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The Minstrel fell- but the forman's chain M: [9 K: s% J2 H) zcould not bring his proud- soul- under $ w/ Z8 t7 X/ t0 ~- h! g
The Harp he loved- ne'er spoke again ; S% c( |: Y8 Q
for he tore it's chords- a-sunder 5 W. a# M* ]' d e" C1 y
And said 'No chains shall- sully thee, 0 y" i+ C6 w4 S: @) N* IThou soul of love and bravery. C. n7 l1 |% J- x R+ M% s- w/ A
Thy songs were made for the pure and the free, 9 A# a ]. o& ]$ t3 M/ s* G1 W
They- shall never sound- in- slavery' 7 u, I7 g4 a) M$ R+ j7 ^/ ?" [- |
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