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Ballad of Mairead Farrell
Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there I do not sleep, Do not stand at my grave and cry, When Ireland lives I do not die. A woman's place is not at home, The fight for freedom it still goes on, I took up my gun until freedoms day, I pledged to fight for the I.R.A. In Armagh jail I served my time, Strip searches were a British crime, Degraded me but they could not see, I'd suffer this to see Ireland free. Gibraltar was the place I died, McCann and Savage were by my side, I heard the order so loud and shrill, Of Thatcher's voice, said shoot to kill. So do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there I do not sleep, Do not stand at my grave and cry, When Ireland lives I do not die.
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The traditions of the Irish people are the oldest of any race in Europe north and west of the Alps, and they themselves are the longest settled on their own soil - Edmund Curtis (A History of Ireland: From Earliest Times to 1922) The Irish are one of the most ancient nations that I know of at this end of the world, and are from as mighty a race as the world ever brought forth. For it is certain that Ireland hath had the use of letters very anciently and long before England; that they had letters anciently is nothing doubtful, for the Saxons of England are said to have their letters and learning, and learned men, from the Irish. - Edmund Spenser (writer, and British Government Official in Ireland, AD 1596). The renaissance began in Ireland seven hundred years before it was known in Italy. And Armagh, the ecclesiastical capital of Ireland, was at one time the metropolis of civilisation. - Arsene Darmesteter, Professor of Old French and Literature Ireland can indeed lay claim to a great past; she can not only boast of having been the birthplace and abode of high culture in the fifth and sixth centuries . . . but also of having made strenous efforts in the seventh and up to the tenth century to spread her learning among the German and Romance peoples, thus forming the actual fountain of our present continental civilisation. - Heinrich Zimmer, Professor of Celtic and Sanskrit, Member of the Prussian Academy of Sciences |
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Can Sum1 Plzz Try N Look For The I Am A Catholic One
Al Ano Of It Is I Am A Catholic Lad And A True I Hate the Old Red White n Blue I Love tHe Wearing Of the Green No Harmage To A Foregin Queeen |
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Ok, this might not be 100% accurate but I make it out as follows:
I am a catholic lad and true, I hate the old, red white and blue, I love the wearing of the green, No homage to a foreign queen I ask myself "What can I do To aid the cause of Erin true?" I joined the Volunteers one day You'll know them as the IRA I want to see old Erin one The border gone, all fighting done With Erin free from Loyalist gall The strength of peace will come to all I am a catholic lad and true, I hate the old, red white and blue, I love the wearing of the green, No homage to a foreign queen
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The traditions of the Irish people are the oldest of any race in Europe north and west of the Alps, and they themselves are the longest settled on their own soil - Edmund Curtis (A History of Ireland: From Earliest Times to 1922) The Irish are one of the most ancient nations that I know of at this end of the world, and are from as mighty a race as the world ever brought forth. For it is certain that Ireland hath had the use of letters very anciently and long before England; that they had letters anciently is nothing doubtful, for the Saxons of England are said to have their letters and learning, and learned men, from the Irish. - Edmund Spenser (writer, and British Government Official in Ireland, AD 1596). The renaissance began in Ireland seven hundred years before it was known in Italy. And Armagh, the ecclesiastical capital of Ireland, was at one time the metropolis of civilisation. - Arsene Darmesteter, Professor of Old French and Literature Ireland can indeed lay claim to a great past; she can not only boast of having been the birthplace and abode of high culture in the fifth and sixth centuries . . . but also of having made strenous efforts in the seventh and up to the tenth century to spread her learning among the German and Romance peoples, thus forming the actual fountain of our present continental civilisation. - Heinrich Zimmer, Professor of Celtic and Sanskrit, Member of the Prussian Academy of Sciences |
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The Maggie Thatcher Song
Maggie Thatcher you can't match her she's the darling of us all She's the curse of the Irish Nation Fine Gael and Fianna Fail She's destroyed me hire purchase and she's put me on the dole If I could only get my hands on her I'd kick her up the----- Good onya Mrs Thatcher you're the cutest girl of all such a biddy fine and buxom sure the likes you'll not recall when she holds negotiations things they always reach a hitch she's the world in ruination such a schemer the old-------- Good onya Mrs Thatcher no one in this world can match her but she's trying to take the vote away from the paddies once again we're not worried 'bout your English vote nor your politicians gas you can keep them Mrs Thatcher you can shove them up your---- Help us Mrs Thatcher with the prices rising high and the work is getting awful scarce paddy's losing that's no lie now you say that you don't want us that we've stayed here long enough (now you say that you don't want us that we're really out of luck but if I were a taxidermist I would tell you to get ------- Fair play Mrs Thatcher sure you know a trick or two and each time you come to Dublin well we know just what you'll do you'll dress up in your finery and preach with all your might but all of your fancy promise's are just a load of----- We love you Mrs Thatcher like your old man loves his brew such a lad your husband Denis when he's had a sup or two sure he'll take a pint of porter and a glass of Irish mist and because he faces you each night no wonder he gets------ Thatcher you can't match her she's the darling of us all She's the curse of the Irish Nation Fine Gael and Fianna Fail
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The traditions of the Irish people are the oldest of any race in Europe north and west of the Alps, and they themselves are the longest settled on their own soil - Edmund Curtis (A History of Ireland: From Earliest Times to 1922) The Irish are one of the most ancient nations that I know of at this end of the world, and are from as mighty a race as the world ever brought forth. For it is certain that Ireland hath had the use of letters very anciently and long before England; that they had letters anciently is nothing doubtful, for the Saxons of England are said to have their letters and learning, and learned men, from the Irish. - Edmund Spenser (writer, and British Government Official in Ireland, AD 1596). The renaissance began in Ireland seven hundred years before it was known in Italy. And Armagh, the ecclesiastical capital of Ireland, was at one time the metropolis of civilisation. - Arsene Darmesteter, Professor of Old French and Literature Ireland can indeed lay claim to a great past; she can not only boast of having been the birthplace and abode of high culture in the fifth and sixth centuries . . . but also of having made strenous efforts in the seventh and up to the tenth century to spread her learning among the German and Romance peoples, thus forming the actual fountain of our present continental civilisation. - Heinrich Zimmer, Professor of Celtic and Sanskrit, Member of the Prussian Academy of Sciences |
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Tommy Atkins
My name is Tommy Atkins I'm a soldier of the Crown I left the unemployment queues to keep the Paddies Down They gave me a squaddies uniform and put a rifle in my hand And they shoved me in a regiment all bound for Ireland They said 'Son you're a soldier and your duty is to fight To protect and save our Empire with all Britannia's might' But within weeks of setting foot here, I'm all but a broken man Because neither Protestant or Catholic for Tommy Atkins gives a damn And for some their flag is Orange and the rest their flag is Green some shout go FUCK THE POPE! whilst others FUCK THE QUEEN! And my flag it has been sullied in proud Britannia's name I aint nobody's hero, I'm just a British soldier alone, ashamed And the Irish they don't want us and back home nobody cares So you can stick this Northern Ireland lark What the hell are we doing here?
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The traditions of the Irish people are the oldest of any race in Europe north and west of the Alps, and they themselves are the longest settled on their own soil - Edmund Curtis (A History of Ireland: From Earliest Times to 1922) The Irish are one of the most ancient nations that I know of at this end of the world, and are from as mighty a race as the world ever brought forth. For it is certain that Ireland hath had the use of letters very anciently and long before England; that they had letters anciently is nothing doubtful, for the Saxons of England are said to have their letters and learning, and learned men, from the Irish. - Edmund Spenser (writer, and British Government Official in Ireland, AD 1596). The renaissance began in Ireland seven hundred years before it was known in Italy. And Armagh, the ecclesiastical capital of Ireland, was at one time the metropolis of civilisation. - Arsene Darmesteter, Professor of Old French and Literature Ireland can indeed lay claim to a great past; she can not only boast of having been the birthplace and abode of high culture in the fifth and sixth centuries . . . but also of having made strenous efforts in the seventh and up to the tenth century to spread her learning among the German and Romance peoples, thus forming the actual fountain of our present continental civilisation. - Heinrich Zimmer, Professor of Celtic and Sanskrit, Member of the Prussian Academy of Sciences |
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De Valera
I remember the day De Valera he died my father he just broke down and he cried he wept like a baby for Dev was his pride but it held me no fears and I shed no tears for this man of our times They say Dev was a hero in 1916 he held Boland's mill for the orange and green he was sentenced to die with Pearse and McBride but his birth far away let him fight another day lucky man of our times Chorus: He was loved, he was hate,d he was cherished, despised there were rivers of tears when the chieftain he died but love him or hate him I cannot decide what to make of old Dev this man of our times When I was at school Christian brothers were cruel To live off the land, eat scarce was the rule and we fled in our droves to the Emigrants boat we weren't free yet and we questioned respect for this man of our times My parents were poor and the cupboard was bare you can't feed a child on a dream or a prayer but the boys in Dail Eireann got rich as we pined they were led by the chief and we had no relief from this man of our times Chorus: He was loved he was hated he was cherished despised there were rivers of tears when the chieftain he died but love him or hate him I cannot decide what to make of old Dev this man of our times Now Spain had its Franco, France its De Gaulle we had our Dev and God rest his soul but history will judge on the man from Bruree De Valera's lost dream our Nation unfree its the shame of our times
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The traditions of the Irish people are the oldest of any race in Europe north and west of the Alps, and they themselves are the longest settled on their own soil - Edmund Curtis (A History of Ireland: From Earliest Times to 1922) The Irish are one of the most ancient nations that I know of at this end of the world, and are from as mighty a race as the world ever brought forth. For it is certain that Ireland hath had the use of letters very anciently and long before England; that they had letters anciently is nothing doubtful, for the Saxons of England are said to have their letters and learning, and learned men, from the Irish. - Edmund Spenser (writer, and British Government Official in Ireland, AD 1596). The renaissance began in Ireland seven hundred years before it was known in Italy. And Armagh, the ecclesiastical capital of Ireland, was at one time the metropolis of civilisation. - Arsene Darmesteter, Professor of Old French and Literature Ireland can indeed lay claim to a great past; she can not only boast of having been the birthplace and abode of high culture in the fifth and sixth centuries . . . but also of having made strenous efforts in the seventh and up to the tenth century to spread her learning among the German and Romance peoples, thus forming the actual fountain of our present continental civilisation. - Heinrich Zimmer, Professor of Celtic and Sanskrit, Member of the Prussian Academy of Sciences |
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The Reverend Ian
There's a man up in Ulster you all know him well, For Catholics and Republicans he'd chase in hell, His name's Ian Paisley and that is the man, That the Catholics and Republicans just couldn't give a damn. Tooraloo Tooralay You're the best friend we've had since the old IRA. Well now Ian went home and at his wife he did stare, For to see Austin Curry and Gerry Fitt there, Sure Ian the critter his head went astray, When his wife said I've had curry, I could feel fit all day. Tooraloo Tooralay You're the best friend we've had since the old IRA. Well now Ian went home very late one night, And the sight he saw there it gave him a fright, He looked under his wife's bedclothes for he was so bold, And the knickers she wore they were green, white and gold. Tooraloo Tooralay You're the best friend we've had since the old IRA. "Ach now Ian, now Ian, now don't be alarmed," "For it's only a tricolour it'll do thee no harm," "I only wanted a wee bit with you," "Sure you wouldn't take them down if they were red, white and blue!" Tooraloo Tooralay You're the best friend we've had since the old IRA. Well Ian he died and to Heaven did go, "Ah, where did you come from?" Saint Peter wanted to know, "Sure I'm from loyal Ulster!", he said with a sneer, Said Peter, "I'm from the Bogside, you won't get in here!" Tooraloo Tooralay You're the best friend we've had since the old IRA
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The traditions of the Irish people are the oldest of any race in Europe north and west of the Alps, and they themselves are the longest settled on their own soil - Edmund Curtis (A History of Ireland: From Earliest Times to 1922) The Irish are one of the most ancient nations that I know of at this end of the world, and are from as mighty a race as the world ever brought forth. For it is certain that Ireland hath had the use of letters very anciently and long before England; that they had letters anciently is nothing doubtful, for the Saxons of England are said to have their letters and learning, and learned men, from the Irish. - Edmund Spenser (writer, and British Government Official in Ireland, AD 1596). The renaissance began in Ireland seven hundred years before it was known in Italy. And Armagh, the ecclesiastical capital of Ireland, was at one time the metropolis of civilisation. - Arsene Darmesteter, Professor of Old French and Literature Ireland can indeed lay claim to a great past; she can not only boast of having been the birthplace and abode of high culture in the fifth and sixth centuries . . . but also of having made strenous efforts in the seventh and up to the tenth century to spread her learning among the German and Romance peoples, thus forming the actual fountain of our present continental civilisation. - Heinrich Zimmer, Professor of Celtic and Sanskrit, Member of the Prussian Academy of Sciences |
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A battle hymn (- Countess Markevitz)
Armed for the battle kneel we before thee Bless thou our banners,God of the brave!! Ireland is living! Shout we exulant Ireland is waking, hands grasp the sword Who fights for Ireland,God guide his blows home Who died for Ireland,God give him peace! Knowing our cause just,march we triumphant Lying or dying Ireland to free! The spirit of freedom floats in the ether Souls of our hero's marched by out side Tone is our battle-cry: Emmet inspires us Those who for Freedom fall never shall die England is breaking! shout we exultant England is beaten - Ireland is free!!!!!! Charge for the old cause, down with the old foe Giving our hearts blood, Ireland be free! ![]()
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The traditions of the Irish people are the oldest of any race in Europe north and west of the Alps, and they themselves are the longest settled on their own soil - Edmund Curtis (A History of Ireland: From Earliest Times to 1922) The Irish are one of the most ancient nations that I know of at this end of the world, and are from as mighty a race as the world ever brought forth. For it is certain that Ireland hath had the use of letters very anciently and long before England; that they had letters anciently is nothing doubtful, for the Saxons of England are said to have their letters and learning, and learned men, from the Irish. - Edmund Spenser (writer, and British Government Official in Ireland, AD 1596). The renaissance began in Ireland seven hundred years before it was known in Italy. And Armagh, the ecclesiastical capital of Ireland, was at one time the metropolis of civilisation. - Arsene Darmesteter, Professor of Old French and Literature Ireland can indeed lay claim to a great past; she can not only boast of having been the birthplace and abode of high culture in the fifth and sixth centuries . . . but also of having made strenous efforts in the seventh and up to the tenth century to spread her learning among the German and Romance peoples, thus forming the actual fountain of our present continental civilisation. - Heinrich Zimmer, Professor of Celtic and Sanskrit, Member of the Prussian Academy of Sciences |
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ADMIRAL WILLIAM BROWN
From a County Mayo town came a man of great renown As a sailor and a soldier was none bolder He went to America at an early age they say As a cabin boy to sail the wide world over Then adventure took him south to the De La Plata mouth San Martin was on the route in Argentina So three whaling ships he bought and Brazil and Spain he fought And freedom then he sought for Argentina Now Admiral William Brown you're a man of courage shown And in battles fought the odds were all against you But your Irish heart was strong and in memory still lives on And in Ireland there are some that don't forget you On St. Patrick's day it's told you had many victories bold You defeated all invaders thugs and bullys Then through the Pampas rose and you found a happy home "Las Islas Malvinas, Argentinas" He had heard of Irish hands in noble gallant bands That helped to free the land called Argentina He had heard with great acclaim the Patricios name and fame When in 1806 the British came for slaughter And to this very day in the Argentine they say The English ran away from Buenos Aires To the islands further down and they took them for the crown "Las Islas Malvinas, Argentinas" We remember William Brown and his land of great renown He, invader of the islands from your country When in 1833 were by pirates forced to flee And in Ireland sure we know the story fully And the people that went too to the Argentine when new To escape the English laws and wars and famine They had proved a loyal crew just like all the Irish do "Las Islas Malvinas, Argentinas" The old colonial days and cruel English ways With her thunder plunder we will teach the natives For the Brits are going to war just like Whitelocke did before With her ships and guns and drums and flags and banners In the Empire days of old when they murdered for gold And paraded it around the streets of London Oh no human rights were given to the natives dead or living "Las Islas Malvinas, Argentinas" In the Argentine he died Father Fahey by his side '57 was the year his country mourned him A hero of the nation he's remembered with elation Throughout the world where freedom still abounds And the Southern Cross take note where bold Willie Bullfin wrote The Irish still support you Argentina With the Empire tumbling down let no Paddies back the crown "Las Islas Malvinas, Argentinas"
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The traditions of the Irish people are the oldest of any race in Europe north and west of the Alps, and they themselves are the longest settled on their own soil - Edmund Curtis (A History of Ireland: From Earliest Times to 1922) The Irish are one of the most ancient nations that I know of at this end of the world, and are from as mighty a race as the world ever brought forth. For it is certain that Ireland hath had the use of letters very anciently and long before England; that they had letters anciently is nothing doubtful, for the Saxons of England are said to have their letters and learning, and learned men, from the Irish. - Edmund Spenser (writer, and British Government Official in Ireland, AD 1596). The renaissance began in Ireland seven hundred years before it was known in Italy. And Armagh, the ecclesiastical capital of Ireland, was at one time the metropolis of civilisation. - Arsene Darmesteter, Professor of Old French and Literature Ireland can indeed lay claim to a great past; she can not only boast of having been the birthplace and abode of high culture in the fifth and sixth centuries . . . but also of having made strenous efforts in the seventh and up to the tenth century to spread her learning among the German and Romance peoples, thus forming the actual fountain of our present continental civilisation. - Heinrich Zimmer, Professor of Celtic and Sanskrit, Member of the Prussian Academy of Sciences |
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The Croppy Boy
"Good men and true, in this house do dwell, to a stranger bouchal(boy) I pray you tell, Is the priest at home? Or may he be seen? I would speak a word with Father Green." "The Priests at home, boy, and may be seen; `Tis easy speaking with Father Green; But you must wait `till I go and see If the Holy Father alone may be." The youth has entered an empty hall- What a lonely sound has his light foot-fall! And the gloomy chamber`s chill and bare, With a vested priest in a lonely chair. The youth has knelt to tell his sins, "Nomine Dei", the youth begins At "Mea Culpa" he beats his breast, and in broken murmers he speaks the rest. "At the siege of Ross did my father fall, And at Gorey my loving brothers all; I alone am left of my name and race, I will go to wexford and take my place. I cursed three times since last Easter day- At Mass time once I went to play; I passed the churchyard one day in haste And forgot to pray for my mother`s rest." "I bear no hate against living things But I love my country above my king, Now, Father! bless me and let me go To die for God ordained it so." The priest said naught, but a rustling noise, Made the youth look up in wild surprise: The robes were off, and in scarlet there Sat a Yeoman captain with firey glare. With firey glary and fury hoarse, Instead of a blessing he breathed a curse- "`Twas a good thought, boy, to come here and shrive, For one short hour is your time to live" "Upon yon river, three tenders float, The priest`s in one - if he isn`t shot- We hold this house for our Lord and King And, Amen, say I may all traitors swing!" At Geneva Barracks that young man died, and at Passage there have his body laid. Good people who live in peace and joy, Breathe a prayer, shed a tear, for the Croppy Boy.
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The traditions of the Irish people are the oldest of any race in Europe north and west of the Alps, and they themselves are the longest settled on their own soil - Edmund Curtis (A History of Ireland: From Earliest Times to 1922) The Irish are one of the most ancient nations that I know of at this end of the world, and are from as mighty a race as the world ever brought forth. For it is certain that Ireland hath had the use of letters very anciently and long before England; that they had letters anciently is nothing doubtful, for the Saxons of England are said to have their letters and learning, and learned men, from the Irish. - Edmund Spenser (writer, and British Government Official in Ireland, AD 1596). The renaissance began in Ireland seven hundred years before it was known in Italy. And Armagh, the ecclesiastical capital of Ireland, was at one time the metropolis of civilisation. - Arsene Darmesteter, Professor of Old French and Literature Ireland can indeed lay claim to a great past; she can not only boast of having been the birthplace and abode of high culture in the fifth and sixth centuries . . . but also of having made strenous efforts in the seventh and up to the tenth century to spread her learning among the German and Romance peoples, thus forming the actual fountain of our present continental civilisation. - Heinrich Zimmer, Professor of Celtic and Sanskrit, Member of the Prussian Academy of Sciences |
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Enniskillen Dragoons
Our troop was made ready at the dawn of the day From lovely Enniskillen they were marching us away. They put us then on board a ship to cross the raging main, To fight in bloody battle in the sunny land of Spain. Chorus: Fare thee well Enniskillen, fare thee well for a while And all around the borders of Erin's green isle; And when the war is over we'll return in full bloom And we'll all welcome home our Enniskillen Dragoons. Oh Spain it is a gallant land where wine and ale flow free There's lots of lovely women there to dandle on your knee And often in a tavern there we'd make the rafters ring When every soldier in the house would raise his glass and sing Chorus. Well we fought for Ireland's glory there and many a man did fall From musket and from bayonet and from thundering cannon ball And many a foeman we laid low, amid the battle throng And as we prepared for action you would often hear this song Chorus. Well now the fighting's over and for home we have set sail, Our flag above this lofty ship is fluttering in the gale: They've given us a pension boys of fourpence each a day And when we reach Enniskillen never morewe'll have to say. Chorus.
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The traditions of the Irish people are the oldest of any race in Europe north and west of the Alps, and they themselves are the longest settled on their own soil - Edmund Curtis (A History of Ireland: From Earliest Times to 1922) The Irish are one of the most ancient nations that I know of at this end of the world, and are from as mighty a race as the world ever brought forth. For it is certain that Ireland hath had the use of letters very anciently and long before England; that they had letters anciently is nothing doubtful, for the Saxons of England are said to have their letters and learning, and learned men, from the Irish. - Edmund Spenser (writer, and British Government Official in Ireland, AD 1596). The renaissance began in Ireland seven hundred years before it was known in Italy. And Armagh, the ecclesiastical capital of Ireland, was at one time the metropolis of civilisation. - Arsene Darmesteter, Professor of Old French and Literature Ireland can indeed lay claim to a great past; she can not only boast of having been the birthplace and abode of high culture in the fifth and sixth centuries . . . but also of having made strenous efforts in the seventh and up to the tenth century to spread her learning among the German and Romance peoples, thus forming the actual fountain of our present continental civilisation. - Heinrich Zimmer, Professor of Celtic and Sanskrit, Member of the Prussian Academy of Sciences |
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The Fields of Atnerye
By the lonely prison wall. I heard a young girl calling. Michael, they are taking you away, for you stole Trevelyn's corn So the young might see the morn. Now a prisonship 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. 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 ran me down. Now you must raise our child with dignity. (Chorus repeat) By a lonely harbour wall She watched the last star falling. And that prison ship sailed out against the sky. Sure she'll wait and hope and pray, for her love in Botany Bay. It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry
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