Autoscroll
1 Column 
Text size
Transpose 0
this is a really easy way of playing this, it's not correct i know, but sounds fine.
The Gminstrel Cboy to the Gwar is Cgone, In the Granks of Emdeath ye will Dfind Ghim; His Gfather's Csword he hath Ggirded Con, And his Gwild harp Emslung Dbehind Ghim; Em"LanCd of Song!"D said the Gwarrior bard, "CTho' allEm the worlCd beDtray thee, One Gsword, at Cleast, thy Grights shall Cguard, One Gfaithful Emharp shall Dpraise Gthee!"
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, Thou soul of love and bravery! Thy songs were made for the pure and free They shall never sound in slavery!"