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By a lonely prison wall, |
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I heard a young girl calling |
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"Michael they have taken you away. |
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For you stole Trevelyn's corn, |
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So the young might see the morn, |
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Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay." |
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(chorus) |
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Low lie, the Fields of Athenry |
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Where once we watched the small free birds fly. |
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Our love was on the wing, we had dreams and songs to sing, |
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It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry. |
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By a lonely prison wall, |
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I heard a young man calling |
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"Nothing matters, Mary when you're free. |
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Against the famine and the Crown |
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I rebelled, they cut me down! |
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Now you must raise our child with dignity." |
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Low lie, the Fields of Athenry |
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Where once we watched the small free birds fly. |
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Our love was on the wing, we had dreams and songs to sing, |
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It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry. |
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By a lonely harbor wall, |
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She watched the last star falling, |
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As that prison ship sailed out against the sky. |
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Sure, she'll wait and hope and pray |
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For her love in Botany Bay, |
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It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry. |
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Low lie, the Fields of Athenry |
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Where once we watched the small free birds fly. |
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Our love was on the wing, we had dreams and songs to sing, |
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It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry. |
