The Fields Of Athenry

Verse:

By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young man calling; "Michael they are taking you away".

For you stole Travylen's corn, so the young might see the morn. Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay.

Chorus:

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.