Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Green Fields of Canada, artist - Planxty. Date of issue: 19.06.2005
Song language: English
The Green Fields of Canada |
| Farewell to the groves of shellelagh and shamrock |
| Farewell to the girls of old Ireland all round |
| May their hearts be as merry as ever I would wish them |
| When far away on the ocean I’m bound |
| Oh my father is old and my mother’s quite feeble |
| To leave their own country it grieves their hearts sore |
| Oh the tears in great drops down their cheeks they are rolling |
| To think they must die upon a foreign shore |
| But what matters to me where my bones may be buried |
| If in peace and contentment I can spend my life |
| Oh the green fields of Canada they daily are blooming |
| It’s there I’ll put an end to my miseries and strife. |
| Then it’s pack up your sea stores and tarry no longer |
| Ten dollars a week isn’t very bad pay |
| With no taxes or tithes to devour up your wages |
| When you’re on the green fields of Amerikay |
| The sheep run unsheered and the land’s gone to rushes |
| The handyman’s gone and the winders of creels |
| Away 'cross the ocean go journeyman tailors |
| And fiddlers that flaked out the old mountain reels |
| Ah, but I mind the time when old Ireland was flourishing |
| When lots of hard tradesmen could work for good pay |
| But since our manufacturies have crossed the Atlantic |
| It’s now we must follow to Amerikay |
| And it’s now to conclude and to finish my ditty |
| If ever friendless Irishmen chances my way |
| With the best in the house I will treat him, and welcome |
| At home on the green fields of Amerikay |