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.
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.
3. By a lonely harbour wall,
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