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Credits

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Martin Carthy
Martin Carthy
Künstler:in
Dave Swarbrick
Dave Swarbrick
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Liam Clancy
Liam Clancy
Komponist:in
Tommy Makem
Tommy Makem
Songwriter:in
Clancy Pat
Clancy Pat
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Robert Joyce
Robert Joyce
Songwriter:in
Dr. Dwyer Joyce
Dr. Dwyer Joyce
Komponist:in
Clancy Tom
Clancy Tom
Komponist:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I sat within the valley green
Sat there with my true love
And my fond heart strove to choose between
The old love and the new love
The old for her, the new that made
Me think on Ireland dearly
While soft the wind blew down the glade
And shook the golden barley
[Verse 2]
'Twas hard the mournful words to frame
To break the ties that bound us
Ah, but harder still to bear  the shame
Of foreign chains around us
And so I said, "The mountain glen
I'll seek at mornin' early"
And join the brave United Men
While soft winds shook the barley
[Verse 3]
'Twas sad, I kissed away her tears
Her arms around me clingin'
When, to my ears, that fateful shot
Came out the wildwood ringin'
The bullet pierced my true love's breast
In life's young spring so early
And there upon my breast she died
While soft winds shook the barley
[Verse 4]
I bore her to some mountain stream
And many's the summer blossom
I placed with branches soft and green
About her gore-stained bosom
I wept and kissed her clay-cold corpse
Then rush o'er vale and far lea
My vengeance on the foe to wreak
While soft winds shook the barley
[Verse 5]
And it's blood for blood without remorse
I've took in Oulart Hollow
While to her grave, my love's cold corpse
Where I full soon may follow
Around her grave I wander drear
Noon, night, and mornin' early
With breakin' heart whene'r I hear
The wind that shakes the barley
Written by: Clancy Pat, Clancy Tom, Dr. Dwyer Joyce, Liam Clancy, Robert Joyce, Tommy Makem

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