| 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 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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| 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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| 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. |