Four Green Fields 1967 by Tommy Makem (1932-2007) County Armagh

What did I have, said the fine old woman What did I have, this proud old woman did say I had four green fields, each one was a jewel

But strangers came and tried to take them from me I had fine strong sons, who fought to save my jewels

They fought and they died, and that was my grief said she ……………………………………………

"But my sons have sons, as brave as were their fathers;My fourth green field will bloom once again," said she…..

Sung by PADDY HOMAN of Cork

Róisín Dubh

My Dark RosaleenAn allegorical love song for Ireland

One of Ireland’s most famous & historic songs, based on an older love-lyric from 16th Century

* Melody – c. 14th century.

A Róisín ná bíodh brón ort fé'r éirigh dhuitTá na bráithre 'teacht thar sáile 's iad ag triall ar

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There’s a black grief on the plains,And a mist on the hills,There is a fury on the mountains,And that is no wonder,

I would empty out the wild oceanWith the shell of an egg,If I could be at peace with thee,My Róisín Dubh.