Lyrics The Fields Of Athenry - Bryn Terfel , Czech Philharmonic Orchestra , Paul Bateman , Richard Harvey

By a lonely prison wall,
I heard a young girl calling
Michael they are taking you away,
For you stole Trevelyan′s corn
So the young might see the morn,
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay
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
By a 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 cut me down
Now you must raise our child with dignity
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
It′s so lonely round the Fields of Athenry