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By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling |
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Michael, they have taken you away, |
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For you stole Trevelyan'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 |
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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, 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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[Chorus] |
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By a lonely harbor wall, she watched the last star falling |
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As the prison ship sailed out against the sky |
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For she lived to hope and pray 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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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 |
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we had dreams and songs to sing |
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It's so lonely round the Fields of Athenry |
