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The minstrel boy to the war is gone
In the ranks of death ye will find him;
His father's sword he hath girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind him;
"Land of Song!" said the warrior bard,
"Tho' all the world betray thee,
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"
(Black Hawk Down)
The Minstrel fell! But the foeman's chain
Could not bring his proud soul under;
The harp he lov'd ne'er spoke again, For he tore its chords asunder;
And said "No chains shall sully thee,
Land soul of love and bravery!
land songs were made for the pure and free
land shall never sound in slavery!"
A concentrated, (Black Hawk Down)
(Black Hawk Down)