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[ti:Minstrel Boy] |
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[ar:Enter the Haggis] |
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[al:] |
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The minstrel boy to the war has gone |
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In the ranks of death you will find him |
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His father's sword he is girded o |
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And his wild harp slung behind him |
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"Land of song", cried the warrior bard“ |
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"Though all the world betrays thee |
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One sword at least thy roads shall guard |
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One faithful heart shall praise thee" |
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The minstrel fell but the foeman's sword |
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Could not bring that proud soul under |
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The harp he loved never spoke again |
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For he tore its cords asunder |
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He said, "No chain shall sully thee |
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No strength shall taint your bravery |
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The songs remain for the young and free |
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They shall never sound in slavery" |
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The minstrel boy to the war has gone |
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In the ranks of death you will find him |
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His father's sword he has girded on |
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And his wild harp slung behind him |
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He said, "No chain shall sully thee |
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No strength shall taint your bravery |
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The songs remain for the young and free |
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They shall never sound in slavery" |