Chords for Charlie Zahm "The Minstrel Boy"
Tempo:
94.45 bpm
Chords used:
C
Eb
E
F
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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made it I think into an excellent song, a perfectly rounded song, [Ab] called The Minstrel Boy.
[Bb] [B]
[E] [C]
The [Eb] Minstrel Boy, [Eb] to the war he's gone in the ranks,
how dead he will find him.
His father's sword he has girded on with his wild heart,
slung [F]
behind him.
Land of song, said the lawyer,
our local world betray thee once more.
At least thy rights shall guard one faithful heart [C] shall praise thee.
The minstrel fell, but the foeman's chains could not bring him,
proud soul, a looter.
The heart he wore never spoke again for [Eb] imports,
hoards of sunder.
And said [C] no chain shall solidly beat the soul of love and bravery.
[Db] Oh, songs were [Dm] it for the [C] pure and free,
they shall never sound in [Eb] [C] slavery.
The minstrel boy will return,
[N] one day when we hear the news we all will cheer.
The minstrel boy will [G] return,
we pray, time perhaps in [D] body not in [C] spirit.
Then may he play his harp in peace in all worlds,
as heaven and earth take hold of all the bitterness of man must,
and [Eb] every battle must be ended.
[D] Then may he play his harp in peace in all worlds,
as heaven and earth take [Eb] hold of all the bitterness of man must,
and every [F] battle must be ended.
And every battle must be [C] ended.
And every [Gb] battle must be [Eb] [E] ended.
[Dm] [Dbm] [N]
[Bb] [B]
[E] [C]
The [Eb] Minstrel Boy, [Eb] to the war he's gone in the ranks,
how dead he will find him.
His father's sword he has girded on with his wild heart,
slung [F]
behind him.
Land of song, said the lawyer,
our local world betray thee once more.
At least thy rights shall guard one faithful heart [C] shall praise thee.
The minstrel fell, but the foeman's chains could not bring him,
proud soul, a looter.
The heart he wore never spoke again for [Eb] imports,
hoards of sunder.
And said [C] no chain shall solidly beat the soul of love and bravery.
[Db] Oh, songs were [Dm] it for the [C] pure and free,
they shall never sound in [Eb] [C] slavery.
The minstrel boy will return,
[N] one day when we hear the news we all will cheer.
The minstrel boy will [G] return,
we pray, time perhaps in [D] body not in [C] spirit.
Then may he play his harp in peace in all worlds,
as heaven and earth take hold of all the bitterness of man must,
and [Eb] every battle must be ended.
[D] Then may he play his harp in peace in all worlds,
as heaven and earth take [Eb] hold of all the bitterness of man must,
and every [F] battle must be ended.
And every battle must be [C] ended.
And every [Gb] battle must be [Eb] [E] ended.
[Dm] [Dbm] [N]
Key:
C
Eb
E
F
Dm
C
Eb
E
made it I think into an excellent song, a perfectly rounded song, [Ab] called The Minstrel Boy.
_ [Bb] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ The [Eb] Minstrel Boy, [Eb] to the war he's gone in the ranks,
how dead he will find him.
His _ father's sword he has girded on with his wild heart,
slung [F]
behind him.
Land of song, said the lawyer,
our _ local world betray _ thee once more.
At least thy rights shall guard one faithful heart [C] shall praise thee. _ _ _
_ _ The minstrel fell, but the foeman's chains could not bring him,
proud soul, a looter.
The heart he wore never spoke again for [Eb] imports,
hoards of sunder.
And said [C] no chain shall solidly beat the soul of love and bravery.
[Db] Oh, songs were [Dm] it for the [C] pure and free,
they shall never sound in [Eb] _ [C] slavery. _ _ _
_ _ _ The minstrel boy will return,
[N] one day when we hear the news we all will cheer.
_ The minstrel boy will [G] return,
we pray, time perhaps in [D] body not in [C] spirit.
Then may he play his harp in peace in all worlds,
as heaven and earth take hold of all the bitterness of man must,
and [Eb] every battle must be ended.
[D] Then may he play his harp in peace in all worlds,
as heaven and earth take [Eb] hold of all the bitterness of man must,
and every [F] battle must be ended.
And every battle must be [C] ended.
And every [Gb] battle must be [Eb] _ [E] ended.
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Dbm] _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ The [Eb] Minstrel Boy, [Eb] to the war he's gone in the ranks,
how dead he will find him.
His _ father's sword he has girded on with his wild heart,
slung [F]
behind him.
Land of song, said the lawyer,
our _ local world betray _ thee once more.
At least thy rights shall guard one faithful heart [C] shall praise thee. _ _ _
_ _ The minstrel fell, but the foeman's chains could not bring him,
proud soul, a looter.
The heart he wore never spoke again for [Eb] imports,
hoards of sunder.
And said [C] no chain shall solidly beat the soul of love and bravery.
[Db] Oh, songs were [Dm] it for the [C] pure and free,
they shall never sound in [Eb] _ [C] slavery. _ _ _
_ _ _ The minstrel boy will return,
[N] one day when we hear the news we all will cheer.
_ The minstrel boy will [G] return,
we pray, time perhaps in [D] body not in [C] spirit.
Then may he play his harp in peace in all worlds,
as heaven and earth take hold of all the bitterness of man must,
and [Eb] every battle must be ended.
[D] Then may he play his harp in peace in all worlds,
as heaven and earth take [Eb] hold of all the bitterness of man must,
and every [F] battle must be ended.
And every battle must be [C] ended.
And every [Gb] battle must be [Eb] _ [E] ended.
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Dbm] _ _ [N] _ _ _ _