The Fields of Athenry |
By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling, "Michael, they are taking you away." For you stole Treveleyn's corn, So the the young might see the morn. Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay. Chorus: Low, lie the fields of Athenry, Where once we watched the small free birds fly. Our love was on the wind*, We had dreams and songs to sing. It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry. | 2. By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young man call, Nothing matters Mary when your free. Against the Famine and the Crown, I rebelled, they ran me down, Now, you must raise our child with dignity. Chorus:
3. By a lonely harbour wall, |