G - C - G - C - G - Em - D - G (4x)
G C
G
C
1. The minstrel boy to the war has gone,
G Em D G
in
the ranks of death you'll find him.
G
C
G C
His father's sword he has
girded on,
G Em D
G
and
his wild harp slung behind him.
Em C D - G
Land of Song! said the warrior bard,
Em Bm C
D
though
all the world betrays thee,
G C
G C
one
sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
G Em D
G
one
faithful harp shall praise thee !
+ G - F - G - F (2x)
+ G - C - G - C - G - Em - D - G (2x)
G C G
C
2. The minstrel fell, but the foeman's chains
G Em D G
could
not bring this proud soul under.
G C G
C
The harp he loved never spoke
again,
G
Em D
G
for
he tore its chords asunder.
Em C
D G
And said, no chains shall
sully thee,
Em Bm C D
thou
soul of love and bravery !
G C
G C
Thy songs were made for the
pure and free,
G Em D
G
they
shall never sound in slavery !
G - C
- G - C - G - Em
- D - G (3x) ….
(John Strummer & The Mescaleros)