I've had just enough time to... sing my songs in jail
Taken of the jailed song birds while walking in the street of Surabaya, Indonesia.
They were jailed for their songs
Their sins were they sing too sweetly
Where is the crime in that?
You asked the wrong question.
By a lonely prison wall,
I heard a young man calling
Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free
Against the famine and the Crown,
I rebelled, they cut me down.
Now you must raise our child with dignity.
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 'round the fields of Athenry.
Dropkick Murphys - Fields of Athenry