Fields of Clover

[Verse] In the fields of clover, where the wind sang low, I met a girl with eyes that glowed. Her father was a man with a rebel's fire, A shotgun tore through our hearts' desire. [Verse 2] The chapel bells rang but with a mournful cry, As we stood before the cross, just her and I. Bound by a promise, not by love's own hand, In the shadow of a farmer's silent stand. [Chorus] Oh, the green, green fields where the wild winds blow, Masked the sorrow only we would know. In the name of honor and a land they cherished so, We wed with a shotgun and a heart full of woe. [Verse 3] In a house of stone by the winding brook, We shared a roof where silence shook. The dreams we had were buried in the past, As the days stretched longer than shadows cast. [Verse 4] She took my hand, but her laugh was gone, In a land of beauty, we still felt alone. Her father’s cause was a weight we bore, In the heart of Ireland, where our love grew sore. [Chorus] Oh, the green, green fields where the wild winds blow, Masked the sorrow only we would know. In the name of honor and a land they cherished so, We wed with a shotgun and a heart full of woe.