Misc Traditional – The Fields Of Athenry (Guitar)

D                            G                  D  A
By the lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling

D                  G          A
Michael, they have taken you away

        D                 G           D                   A
For you stole Trevelyan's corn so the young might see the morn

A                                 D
A prison ship lies waiting in the bay

D   G       D             Bm
Low lie the Fields of Athenry

      D                   Bm               A
where once we watched the small free birds fly

    D               G
Our love was on the wing

       D                   A
We had dreams and songs to sing

A                                      D
and so lonely round the Fields of Athenry

D                            G                 D  A
By the lonely prison wall, I heard a young man calling

D               G                 A
Nothing matters Mary, when you're free

            D              G          D                   A
Against the famine and the crown, I rebelled, they cut me down

A                                  D
Now you must raise our child with dignity

D   G       D              Bm
Low lie the Fields of Athenry

      D                   Bm               A
where once we watched the small free birds fly

    D               G
Our love was on the wing

       D                   A
We had dreams and songs to sing

A                                   D
and so lonely round the Fields of Athenry

D                              G                     D  A
By the lonely harbor wall, she watched the last star fa-ll

       D                  G               A
as the prison ship sailed out against the sky

        D                 G            D               A
For she lived to hope and pray for her love in Botany Bay

A                                           D
and it's so lonely round the Fields of Athenry

D   G       D              Bm
Low lie the Fields of Athenry

      D                   Bm               A
where once we watched the small free birds fly

    D               G
Our love was on the wing

       D                   A
We had dreams and songs to sing

A                                   D
and so lonely round the Fields of Athenry