Shanagolden

Shanagolden - Margo

All the cold winds from the mountains

Are calling soft to me

The smell of scented heather

Brings bitter memories

The wild and lonely eagle

Up in the summer sky

Flies high over Shanagolden

Where my young Willie lies

Do you remember darling

We walked the moonlit road

I held you in my arms love

I never let you go

Our hands they were entwined

My love all in the pale moonlight

By the fields of Shanagolden

On a lonely winter's night

Then came the call to arms love

And the heather they were aflame

Down from the silent mountains

The Saxon strangers came

I held you in my arms love

My young heart wild with fear

Near the fields of Shanagolden

In the springtime of the year

And you fought them all Willie

All through the summer days

I heard the rifles firing

In the mountains far away

I held you in my arms love

Your blood ran clear and bright

And you died by Shanagolden

On a lonely summer's night

But that was long ago my love

And our son grows fine and tall

The hills they are at peace again

The Saxon stranger's gone

There's roses on your grave my love

There's an eagle in the sky

Flying high over Shanagolden

Where my young Willie lies