Fields of Sorrow Lyrics

In the year of forty-five when the crops all failed to grow

The fields turned dark and barren with no life left to sow

The blight came down upon us like a curse upon the land

And we watched our children perish with no food to give our hand

Oh the winds of sorrow blew through the valleys and the hills

Where the hopes of our people lay quiet cold and still

But we'll sing of our ancestors who fought through darkest days

In the fields of sorrow where their spirit still remains

The rivers ran with tears as we fled from hearth and home

Across the stormy waters to lands we'd never known

But the memories of Ireland they stayed within our hearts

In every song we carried they were never torn apart

Oh the winds of sorrow blew through the valleys and the hills

Where the hopes of our people lay quiet cold and still

But we'll sing of our ancestors who fought through darkest days

In the fields of sorrow where their spirit still remains

Now the green hills whisper of a time long passed away

But the strength of those before us it guides us to this day

In every child's laughter in every tear we cry

We remember the Great Hunger and the will that would not die

Oh the winds of sorrow blew through the valleys and the hills

Where the hopes of our people lay quiet cold and still

But we'll sing of our ancestors who fought through darkest days

In the fields of sorrow where their spirit still remains

So let us raise our voices in a song of love and pain

For the land of Erin's beauty where the heart shall always reign

In the fields of sorrow where the sun now gently shines

We honor those who suffered in these ancient sacred lines

Oh the winds of sorrow blew through the valleys and the hills

Where the hopes of our people lay quiet cold and still

But we'll sing of our ancestors who fought through darkest days

In the fields of sorrow where their spirit still remains