The Fields of Athenry
© Pete St John (Saint Music) IMRO No. 858 MCPS No.073249278
By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young girl calling,
"Michael, they are taking you away.
For you stole Trevelian's corn,
So 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 freebirds 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 you must raise our child with dignity."
Chorus
By a lonely harbour wall,
She watched the last star falling
As the prison ship sailed out against the sky
But she'll watch and hope and pray,
For her love in Botany Bay
It's so lonely 'round the fields of Athenry.
It's so lonely 'round the fields of Athenry. |