Irish Roses - The Wind That Shakes The Barley

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I sat within the valley green, I sat me with my true love
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My sad heart strove the two between, the old love and the new love
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The old for her, the new that made me think on Ireland dearly
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While soft the wind blew down the glen and shook the golden barley 

[Verse 2]
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'Twas hard the woeful words to frame to break the ties that bound us
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But harder still to bear the shame of foreign chains around us
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And so I said, "The mountain glen I'll seek at morning early
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And join the bold united men, while soft winds shake the barley" 

[Verse 3]
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While sad I kissed away her tears, my fond arms round her flinging
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The foeman's shot burst on our ears from out the wildwood ringing
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A bullet pierced my true love's side in life's young spring so early
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And on my breast in blood she died while soft winds shook the barley 

[Verse 4]
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I bore her to some mountain stream and many's the summer blossom
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I placed with branches soft and green about her blood-stained bosom
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I wept and kissed her clay-cold corpse then rushed o'er vale and valley
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My vengeance on the foe to wreak while soft wind shook the barley

[Verse 5]
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But blood for blood without remorse I've taken at Oulart Hollow
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And laid my true love's clay cold corpse where I here soon may follow
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As round her grave I wander drear, noon, night and early morning
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With breaking heart when e'er I hear the wind that shakes the barley
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With breaking heart when e'er I hear the wind that shakes the barley