{"id":2009,"date":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/wind-that-shakes-the-barley-the"},"modified":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","slug":"wind-that-shakes-the-barley-the","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/en\/wind-that-shakes-the-barley-the\/","title":{"rendered":"WIND THAT SHAKES THE BARLEY, THE"},"content":{"rendered":"

Irish traditional song lyrics \u2014 collected by Beer Belly Band.<\/em><\/p>\n

I sat within a valley green
\nSat there with my true love
\nAnd my fond heart strove to choose between
\nThe old love and the new love
\nThe old for her, the new that made
\nMe think on Ireland dearly
\nWhile soft the wind blew down the glade
\nAnd shook the golden barley<\/p>\n

‘Twas hard the mournful words to frame
\nTo break the ties that bound us
\nAh, but harder still to bear the shame
\nOf foreign chains around us
\nAnd so I said, “The mountain glen
\nI’ll seek at morning early
\nAnd join the brave united men”
\nWhile soft wind shook the barley<\/p>\n

‘Twas sad I kissed away her tears
\nHer arms around me clinging
\nWhen the foeman’s shot burst on our ears
\nCome out the wildwood ringing
\nThe bullet pierced my true love’s breast
\nIn life’s young spring so early
\nAnd there upon my breast she died
\nWhile soft wind shook the barley<\/p>\n

I bore her to some mountain stream
\nAnd many’s the summer blossom
\nI placed with branches soft and green
\nAbout her gore-stained bosom
\nI wept and kissed her clay-cold corpse
\nThen rushed o’er vale and valley
\nMy vengeance on the foe to wreak
\nWhile soft wind shook the barley<\/p>\n

‘Twas blood for blood without remorse
\nI’ve taken at Oulart Hollow
\nI placed my true love’s clay-cold corpse
\nWhere mine full soon may follow
\nAround her grave I wondered drear
\nNoon, night and morning early
\nWith aching heart when e’er I hear
\nThe wind that shakes the barley<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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