The Wind That Shakes The Barley

Lyrics:

I sat within a valley green

I sat me with my true love

My sad heart strove the two between

The old love and the new love

The old for her, the new

That made me think on Ireland dearly

When soft the wind blew down the glen

And it shook the golden barley

'Twas hard the woeful words to frame

'Twas worse the tie that bound us

But harder still to bear the shame

Of foreign chains around us

And so I said, "The mountain glen

I'll seek it morning early

And join the bold United Men

While soft wind shakes the barley"

While sad I kissed away her tears

My fond arms around her flinging

The foeman's shot burst on our ears

From out the wild wood ringing

The bullet pierced my true love's side

In life's young spring so early

And on my breast in blood she died

While soft wind shakes the barley

Then blood for blood without remorse

I've taken to Oulard Hollow

I laid my true love's clay cold corpse

Where I full soon will follow

And 'round her grave I wander here

Now night and morning early

With a breaking heart whene'er I hear

The wind that shakes the barley

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