En liten frihetslåt från Irland. Berör "the great famine" (Den stora svälten på svenska antar jag). Låten har säkert framförts och spelats in av ett flertal artister. Jag har en version med Charlie and the Bhoys. Liverpools supportrar har en låt/ ramsa som heter Fields of Anfield Road och är samma låt fast med annan text. Jävligt fin låt det här om ni frågar mig! Kamp för överlevnad och mot förtryck!
Raderna inom parentes är det som publiken skanderar.
The Fields of Athenrye
By lonely prison walls,
I heard a young girl calling,
"Michael, they are taking you away.
For you stole Treveleyn's corn, *
So the young might see the morn.
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay."
CHORUS:
Low lie the fields of Athenrye,
Where once we watched the small free birds fly.
(Hey baby let the free birds fly!)
Our love was on the wing,
(Sinn Fein!)
We had dreams and songs to sing.
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It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenrye.
(Athenrye, Athenrye)
By lonely castle walls
I heard a young man calling,
"Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free.
Against the famine and the crown
(Fuck the Crown!)
I rebelled, they struck me down.
Now you must raise our child in dignity."
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By lonely prison walls,
She watched the last star falling
As the 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 Athenrye.
Hämtad från en hemsida... wrote* 'Trevelyn' in the song is Sir Charles Edward Trevelyn, who was Assistant Secretary of the Treasury in the British Government at the time and was appointed the director of Irish famine relief.When Trevalyn was in charge, he didn't give the starving people ANYTHING. In fact, he made sure that a lot of the little food that was produced was shipped to Britian or wherever, to sell. So there were starving people while food was actually being exported FROM Ireland.
