Green Fields Of Erin

Green Fields Of Erin 

By Paul McCann 

The hills they cried out to the sea ,

for all the suffering they’ve seen in times gone by .

Oh green fields of Erin you have seen the crops die 

and most of your people the same  

and more left the shore , to find better  tomorrows

and never returned back again .

To the  sea, in their  boats , 

they all went  out , with their hopes and their ropes 
all stowed away ,.

The thick mist came  down and the winds they did howl

 in their face at the end of the day .

Green fields of Erin , dear land of our birth  , 

many are scattered all over the earth , 

some still remain there and more will follow

 to cherish that place for what it is worth .

It’s the homeland we love ,

 be it in freedom of flight, or in a struggle to fight,  

we hold in our hearts and deep in our soul 

the green fields of Erin  with all our might .  

With all the lost secrets and memories and

everything that time often conceals ,

the thing that can never hide away

is the love we all have for Erin’s  green  fields .

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