| D | A | D | |
| The | minstrel boy to the war | has | gone. |
| G | D | A | D | |
| In the | ranks | of death you will | find | him. |
| A | D | |
| His father's sword he has gir | ded | on |
| G | D | A | D | |
| And his | wild | harp slung be | hind | him. |
| Bm | A | G | A | G | A | D | |
| "Land | of | song," | said the | war | rior | bard, |
| G | A | D | |
| "Though | all the world be | tray | thee, |
| A | D | |
| One sword at least thy roads | shall | guard, |
| G | A | D | |
| One | faithDful heart shall | praise | thee." |
| The minstrel fell, but the foeman's chain |
| Could not bring that proud soul under. |
| The harp he loved never spoke again, |
| For he tore its cords asunder, |
| And said, "No chain shall sully thee |
| Thou soul of love and bravery. |
| My songs remain for the pure and free. |
| They shall never sound in slavery." |
Thanks for posting the chords.
The lyrics to "The Minstrel Boy" are not "traditional." They were written by the Irish poet Thomas Moore (1779-1852). The tune, "The Moreen," is a very old Irish air, of unknown authorship.
One correction to the posted lyrics:
In the last verse, it's "Thy songs" (i.e., the harp's songs) that "were made for the pure and free" and "shall never sound in slavery," not "My songs."