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FIELDS OF ATHENRY

By a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling 
Michael, they have taken you away 
For you stole Trevelyan's corn 
So the young might see the morn
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay

REFRAIN:
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

By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young man calling
Nothing matters, Mary when you're free
Against the famine and the Crown
I rebelled, they ran me down
Now raise our child with dignity

REFRAIN 
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
 

By a lonely harbour wall
She watched the last star falling As that prison ship sailed out against the sky
Sure she'll wait and hope and pray
For her love in Botany Bay
It's so lonely 'round the fields of Athenry 
 
REFRAIN:
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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