The Wind That Shakes The Corn
Irish Rovers


The Wind That Shakes The Corn Lyrics

I sat within the valley green
I sat with my true love
My sad heart had to choose between
Old Ireland or my love
I looked at her and then I thought
How Ireland was torn
While soft the wind blew down the glen
and shook the golden corn

'Twas hard the woeful words to frame
To break the ties that bound
But harder still to bear the shame
Of English chains around
And so I said, "The mountain glen
I'll seek in early morn,
And join the brave united men."
While soft wind shook the corn

While sad I kissed away her tears
My fond arms 'round her flung
A British shot burst on our ears
From out the wild woods rung
The bullet pierced my true love's side
A rose pierced by a thorn
And in my arms in blood she died
While soft wind shook the corn

So blood for blood without remorse
I've taken in the glen
I placed my true love's clay-cold corpse
I joined true Irish men
But around her grave I wander drear
Sometimes at early morn
And with breaking heart sometimes I hear
The wind that shakes the corn

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these lyrics are last corrected by B Harris
Record Label(s): 1973 Geffen Records

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