The Fields of Athenry
Pete St. John / Paddy Reilly (1983)
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| By a | lonely prison wall, I | heard a young girl | ca-a-all | ing: |
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| Michael they have | taken you a | way. |
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| For you | stole Trevelyan's | corn, so the | young might see the | morn', |
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| Now a prison ship lies waiting in the | bay. |
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| Low | lie the | Fields of | Athenry, where | once we watched the | small free birds | fly. |
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| Our | love was on the | wing, we had | dreams and songs to | sing, |
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| It's so lonely round the fields of Athen | ry. |
| By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young man ca-a-alling: |
| Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free. |
| Against the famine and the crown I rebelled, they cut me down. |
| Now you must raise our child with dignity. |
| Low lie the Fields of Athenry, where once we watched the small free birds fly. |
| Our love was on the wing, we had dreams and songs to sing, |
| It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry. |
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| (ins | tru | men | tal | cho | rus) |
| By a lonely harbour wall, she watched the last star fa-a-alling, |
| As the prison ship sailed out against the sky. |
| For she'll live in hope and pray for her love in Bot'ny bay, |
| It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry. |
| Low lie the Fields of Athenry, where once we watched the small free birds fly. |
| Our love was on the wing, we had dreams and songs to sing, |
| It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry. |
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