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Fields Of Athenry - Isla Grant By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling "Michael, they have taken you away, For you stole Trevelyan's corn, So the young might see the morn. Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay." Low lie the fields of Athenry Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing We had dreams and songs to sing It's so lonely ..

The Old Accordian Man - Isla Grant Let me tell you a story of someone I know, Someone that I met, many years long ago, He's played music for many all over this land, And he's special to me, the old accordion man. He's played reels for the dancing, for young and for old, He's had stories to tell, as his memories unfold, And he's travelled the road, and I now understand, Why he's special to me, t..

Aqualung - Jethro Tull Sitting on a park bench eyeing little girls with bad intent. Snot running down his nose greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. Drying in the cold sun Watching as the frilly panties run. Feeling like a dead duck spitting out pieces of his broken luck. Sun streaking cold an old man wandering lonely. Taking time the only way he knows. Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a ..