The Fields Of Athenry

By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling: "Michael they have taken you away, for you stole Trevelyn's corn so 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 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 cut me down Now it's lonely round the fields of Athenry By a lonely harbour wall she watched the last star falling as the prison ship sailed out against the sky Sure she lived in hope and prayed For her love in Bot'ny Bay Its so lonely round the Fields Of Athenry