Only Our Rivers Run Free
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"Only Our Rivers Run Free" is a song written by Mickey MacConnell in 1965. It was made famous by Irish Ballad Singer Christy Moore.
The Lyrics are as follows
- When apples still grow in November,
- When Blossoms still bloom from each tree,
- When leaves are still green in December,
- It's then that our land will be free,
- I wander her hills and her valleys,
- And still through my sorrow I see,
- A land that has never known freedom,
- And only her rivers run free
- I drink to the death of her manhood,
- Those men who'd rather have died,
- Than to live in the cold chains of bondage,
- To bring back their rights were denied,
- Oh where are you now when we need you,
- What burns where the flame used to be,
- Are ye gone like the snows of last winter,
- And will only our rivers run free?
- How sweet is life but we're crying,
- How mellow the wine but it's dry,
- How fragrant the rose but it's dying,
- How gentle the breeze but it sighs,
- What good is in youth when it's aging,
- What joy is in eyes that can't see,
- When there's sorrow in sunshine and flowers,
- And still only our rivers run free
