Four Green Fields

Four Green Fields - Sarah Moore

What did I have said the fine old woman

What did I have

This proud old woman did say

I had four green fields

Each one was a jewel

But stangers came and tried

To take then from me

I had fine strong sons

They fought to save my jewels

They fought and they died

And that was my grief said she

Long time ago said the fine old woman

Long time ago

This proud old woman did say

There was war and death

Plundering and pillage

My children died by mountain

Valley and sea

And their wailing cries

They shook the very heavens

My four green fields

Ran red with their blood said she

What have I now

Said the fine old woman

What have I now

This proud old woman did say

I have four green fields

One of them's in bondage

In strangers hands

That tried to take it from me

But my sons have sons

As brave as were there fathers

My fourth green field

Will bloom once again said she