By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling
"Michael they are taking you away,
For you stole Travellyn'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 ran me down.
Now you must raise our child with dignity."
By a lonely harbor wall, 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,
Its so lonely round the fields of Athenry.