The Wolfe Tones - The fields of athenry

^EBy a lonely prison ^C#mwall, ^AI heard a young girl ^Ecall^Bing: ^E"Michael, they have t^Aaken you a^Bway, ^EFor you stole Trevelyan's ^Acorn, ^ESo the young might see the m^Born, Now a ^Bprison ship lies waiting in the ^Ebay.^A" ^E

^ELow ^Alie the ^Efields of Athen^C#mry, Where ^Eonce we watched the small free birds ^Bfly. Our ^Elove was on the ^Awing, We had ^Edreams and songs to ^Bsing, It's so ^Blonely 'round the fields of Athen^Ery.

^EBy a lonely prison ^C#mwall, ^AI heard a young man c^Eal^Bling: ^E"Nothing matters, M^Aary, when you're f^Bree, ^EAgainst the famine and the ^Acrown, I re^Ebelled, they cut me ^Bdown, Now you ^Bmust raise our child with digni^Ety."

^ELow ^Alie the ^Efields of Athe^C#mnry, Where ^Eonce we watched the small free birds ^Bfly. Our ^Elove was on the ^Awing, We had ^Edreams and songs to ^Bsing, It's so ^Blonely 'round the fields of Athen^Ery.

^EBy a lonely harbor ^C#mwall, She ^Awatched the last star ^Efal^Bling. As the ^Eprison ship sailed ^Aout against the ^Bsky. For she ^Elives in hope and ^Aprays, For her ^Elove in Botany ^BBay, It's so ^Blonely, 'round the fields of Athen^Ery.

^ELow ^Alie the ^Efields of Athe^C#mnry, Where ^Eonce we watched the small free birds ^Bfly. Our ^Elove was on the ^Awing, We had ^Edreams and songs to ^Bsing, It's so ^Blonely 'round the fields of Athen^Ery.