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By 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 the prison ship lies waiting in the bay.
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Low lie the fields of Athenry,
Where once we watched the small free birds fly.
And love was on the wing,
We had dreams and songs to sing.
It’s so lonely round the Fields of Athenry.
By 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 ran me down.
Now you must raise the child in dignity.
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By lonely harbor wall
She watched the last star falling.
As the prison ship sailed out against the sky.
Though she lives in hope and prays
For her love in Botany Bay,
It’s so lonely round the Fields of Athenry.
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