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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 are taking you away. |
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For you stole travelyns 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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Low lie the fields of athenry |
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Where once we watched the small freebirds fly. |
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Our love was on the wing, |
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We had dreams and songs to sing |
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It's so lonely rond 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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By a lonely harbour wall, |
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As she watched the last star falling |
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As the prison ship said out against the sky |
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For she lived in hope and prayed, |
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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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Chorus |
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It's so lonely round the fields of athenry |
