FIELDS OF ATHENRY
[Pete St. John]
By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling
"Michael, they are taking you away,
For you stole Trevelyan'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 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 you must raise our child with dignity."
CHORUS:
By a lonely harbor 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 on Botany 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.
Yes, it's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.
