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The Minstrel BoyComposer | Traditional, lyrics by Thomas Moore (1779-1852) | Tags | Celtic, Folk, Lyrics, Solo | Revised | 5th September 2013 |
Parts(PDF) Cello (PDF) Viola (PDF) Violin (PDF) Voice Audio(MIDI) The Minstrel Boy Source(Sibelius) The Minstrel Boy - Scorch CommentsThis tune is also listed at The Session.
Lyrics:
The Minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you will find him;
His father's sword he has girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind him;
"Land of song!" cried the warrior bard,
"Tho' all the world be trays thee,
One sword, at least, thy right shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"
The Minstrel fell! - but the foeman's chain
Could not bring that proud soul under;
The harp he lov'd never spoke again,
For he tore its chords asunder;
He said "No chains shall sully thee,
Thou soul of love and brav'ry!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free
They shall never sound in slav'ry!"
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