Only Our Rivers Run Free
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Only Our Rivers Run Free is a song written by Mickey MacConnell in 1965.
[edit] Lyrics
- When apples still grow in November, when blossom remains on 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 to my sorrow I see,
- A land that has never known freedom, where Only Her Rivers Run Free.
- I drink to the death of her manhood, to those men who would rather have died,
- Than to live in the cold chains of bondage, to bring back the rights we're denied.
- Oh! where are you now when we need you?, what burns where the flame used to be ?
- Are you gone like the snow of last winter? and will Only Our Rivers Run Free?
- How sweet is life but we're crying, how mellow the wine yet we're dry,
- How fragrant the rose but it's dying, how gentle the wind yet it sighs.
- What good is in youth when you're ageing, what joy is in eyes that can't see
- That there is sorrow in sunshine and flowers
- If only our Rivers run free...
- When apples still grow in November, when blossom remains on 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 to my sorrow I see,
- A land that has never known freedom, where Only Her Rivers Run Free.
