Does anyone know where I can find the written music for the this? The session.org doesn’t have it. Cheers Mei
Not sure about an air by that name but there is a reel by the name “Green Fields of America” and it was my understanding that America/Canada were the same tune.
I was actually just looking for this last night. It took some digging but I was able to find a version that needed to be transposed into G. I’ll post it later for those interested.
It is also known as the Green Field’s of America, but there are several versions with that name out there and I take it you’re looking for the version played Grasso and O’Sullivan.
Kevin Rowesome has a nice version of it. You can hear (and see) it on Youtube: http://youtube.com/watch?v=vphVICb8I-E
What a gorgeous version!
Pat.
Lovely.
A version from Jerry O’Sullivan is on the Great Northern Irish Pipers site. I really like his use of the regulators:
It’s the Rowsome version that I was after , not that I could get it sounding like that 
who the f%^&*(!!! heck is playing a triangle during jerry’s recording? was dutch there?
shameless… seriously though, what the ^&(!! heck is that dinging?
The audio clips there are great, but I’m unable to access the video clips. Is there something out of kilter, or is it just my set-up?
djm
Um, the triangle is actually Jerry’s regs. That ding is like going to the dentist. Here’s what I have for the tune, I just gave it a play through and it’s pretty close:
X:1
T:Green Fields of America (3)
M:3/4
L:1/8
K:G %Transposed from D
A2| c4 A3/2 G/2| A4 GA| d2 d3 A|G-F D4| z4 D2| =F2 G2 A2| G2 F2G-A|
F2 D2C-D| D6| z4 A2| c4 A3/2 G/2| A4G-A| d2 d3 A| G3/2- F/2 D4|
z4 D2| =F2 G2G-A| F2 G2A-F| D2 D2C-D| D6| z4 A3/2- G/2| A2 d2d-e|
=f4 e3/2 d/2| d2 d2d-e| d3/2- c/2 A4| z4 A3/2- G/2| A2 d3 e| =f2e-d c2|
A-GA-Bc-d| d4- c2-| c2 z2 d3/2- e/2| d3/2- c/2 A2G-A| A2 A2G-A| d2 d3 A|
G-F D4| z4 DD| =F4 GG| GF G2A-F| D2 D2C-D| D6| z4||
The Green Fields of Canada
Farewell to the groves of shellelagh and shamrock
Farewell to the girls of Old Ireland all round
May their hearts be as merry as ever I would wish them
When far away across the ocean I’m bound
Oh my father is old and my mother quite feeble
To leave their own country it grieves their hearts sore
Oh the tears in great drops down their cheeks thy are rolling
To think they must die upon some foreign shore
But what matters to me where my bones may be buried
If in peace and contentment I can spend my life
Oh the green fields of Canada they daily are blooming
It’s there I’ll put an end to my misiries and strife.
Then it’s pack up your seastores and tarry no longer
Ten dollars a week isn’t very bad pay;
With no taxes or tithes to devour up your wages
When you’re on the green fields of Amerikay
The lint dams are dry and the looms are all broken,
The coopers are gone and the winders of creels,
Away o’er the ocean go journeymen tailors,
And fiddlers who flaked out the old mountain reels.
The sheep run unshorn and the land’s gone to rushes
The handyman’s gone and the winders of creals
Away across the ocean good journeyman tailors
And fiddlers that play out the old mountain tunes.
Farewell to the dances in homes now deserted,
When tips struck the lightening in splanks from the floor,
The paving and crigging of hobnails on flagstones
The tears of the old folk and shouts of encore.
For the landlords and bailiffs in vile combination,
Have forced us from hearthstone and homestead away
May the crowbar brigade all be doomed to damnation
When we’re on the fields of Americay.
The timber grows thick on the slopes of Columbia
With Douglas in grandeur two hundred feet tall,
The salmon and sturgeon dam streamlet and river,
And the high Rocky Mountains look down on it all.
On the prairie and plain sure the wheat waves all golden
The maple gives sugar to sweeten your tay.
You won’t want for corn cob way out in Saskatchewan
When you’re in the green fields of Americay.
And if you grow weary of pleasure and plenty
Of fruit from the orchard and fish from the foam,
There’s health and good hunting 'way back in the forests
Where herds of great moose and wild buffalo roam.
And it’s now to conclude and to finish my ditty
If ever friendless Irishmen chances my way
With the best in the house I will treat him, and welcome
At home in the green fields of Amerikay.
Paddy Tunney’s version as published in his book The Stone Fiddle
There is also a nice interpretation of this tune by billh on his website
http://billhaneman.ie/soundfiles/GreenFieldsOfCanada_D.mp3
Well played on a very nice set of pipes 
/MarcusR
Patrick D’Arcy plays a spectacular version of this air as well.
There’s another and somewhat different setting than Rowsome’s (which is the one I play after my own poor fashion), too; I tend to think of that one as an Em tune, although I recently heard it somewhere on the pipes in D; that playing got around the problem of the seventh below the tonic by simply disregarding it. Gives me hope for the possibilities available to me.
I love Cherish the Ladies’ version of it.
Thanks for the help. Mei
Michael Cooney has a beautiful version of this tune on his CD “A Stones Throw”. He said he originally heard this as a song done by Andy Irvine on PLANXTY’s 1974 album “COLD BLOW and the RAINY Night”.
“Anasazi Piper”