
Pete St. John
If you are a fan of Dropkick Murphys then you might have listened to this song a countless times. It was actually suggested by a friend from Northen Ireland and after listening to it in several renditions, I could say that it is powerful. I mean there’s even a reggae version of this song recorded around 2003 . I haven’t seen Veronica Guerin starring Cate Blanchett and I would be looking forward seeing it after realizing that this song also appears in that movie.
The Fields of Athenry is a folk ballad written by Pete St. John in the 70s, set on a great famine(1845-50).According to Wiki: about a fictional man from near Athenry in County Galway who has been sentenced to transportation to Botany Bay, Australia, for stealing food for his starving family. It is a widely known and popular anthem for Irish sports supporters and fans of Celtic FC.
Here’s the lyrics:
By a lonely prison wall,
I heard a young girl calling:
“Michael, they have taken you away,
For you stole Trevelyn’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 cut me down.
Now you must raise our child with dignity.”
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 harbor wall,
She watched the last star falling
As the prison ship sailed out against the sky
For she lived to hope and pray
For her love in Botany Bay
It’s so lonely round the fields of Athenry.
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.
Happy Sunday.Your music Druid has been busy sorting his life but what can I say? Life is blessed and life is beautiful.I have enjoyed some
Hello there peeps. So what keeps me up these days? Listening to Irish rock such as the likes of Sinead O’Connor (whom I have given spot light on my previous post) and The Cranberries. U2 would have to be my first introduction to Irish rock and then followed by The Cranberries. It was an accident that a throw away Joshua Tree came to me in a box along with Duran Duran‘s The Big Thing. At first the guitars thew me off (blame it on my Frank Sinatra upbringing) but when I got through the noise I became a witness to sheer aural beauty and Bono‘s deep haunting voice. It seems the term haunting has always been synonymous with Irish vocal qualities. Except when I listen to The Corrs, I don’t really sense a trace of that Irish haunting quality in Andrea Corr‘s vocals.
een listening to my Sinead O’Connor retrospective which lists all her albums from The Lion and the Cobra up to her las known release.Enya appeared on her first album reading a passage in Psalms in Irish Gaelic.The song is called “Never Get Old” Years and years later, she blasted her with this words from her official site