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 strangers came and tried to take them from me But my fine 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 starved, by mountain, valley and sea And their wailing cries, they reached the very heavens And my green fields ran red with 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 tries to take it from me And my sons have sons, as brave as were their fathers My four green fields will bloom once again said she
My four green fields will bloom once again said she