The Wind That Shakes The Corn

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The Irish Rovers - Pop, Irish Rebel Music

The Wind That Shakes The Corn

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[Verse 1] 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 [Verse 2] 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 winds shook the corn [Verse 3] While sad, I kissed away her tears, my fond arms round her flung A British shot burst on the ears from out the wild woods round The bullet pierced my true love's side: a rose pierced by a thorn And in my arms in blood she died while soft winds shook the corn [Verse 4] 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 in early morn And with breaking heart sometimes I hear the wind that shakes the corn

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