Mike Cross

Mike Cross - The Wind That Shakes The Barley songtekst

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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,

While soft the wind blew down the glade And shook' the golden barley

Twas hard the woeful words to frame

To break the ties 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 an morning early

And join the brave United Men!"

While soft winds shook' the barley

While sad I kissed away her tears,

My fond arms 'round her clinging,

The foeman's shot burst on our ears,

From out the wildwood 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 winds shook' the barley

But blood for blood without remorse,

I've ta'en at Oulart Hollow

I've placed my true love's clay-cold corpse

Where mine full soon will follow;

And round her grave I wander drear,

Noon, night and morning early,

With aching heart whene'er I hear

The wind that shakes the barley
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