1. Shannagolden
The cold wind from the Mountains
Are calling solft to me,
The smell of cented heather
Brings bitter memory.
The wild and lonely eagle
Up in the summer skies,
Flying high ore Shannagolden
Where my young Willie lies
Do you remember darling
We walked the moonlit road,
I held you in my arms love
And would never let you do.
Our hands there were entwined my love
All in the pale moonlight.
By the fields of Shannagolden
On a lonely winter’s night.
Then came the call to arms love
And the hills were aflame,
From down the silent mountain
The saxon stranger came.

2. I held you in my arms love
My young heart wild with fear,
Near the fields of Shannagolden
In the Springtime of the year.
You fought them darling Willie
All through the summer days
I heard the rifles firing
In the mountains far away.
I held you in my arms my love
As your blood ran clear and bright
And you died by Shannagolden
On a lonely Summer’s night.
But that was long ago my love
And our son grows fine and tall.
The hills are at peace again
The saxon stranger gone
There’s roses on your grave my love
There’s an eagle in the sky
Flying high ore Shannagolden,
Where my young Willie lies.

3. I held you in my arms love
My young heart wild with fear,
Near the fields of Shannagolden
In the Springtime of the year.
You fought them darling Willie
All through the summer days
I heard the rifles firing
In the mountains far away.
I held you in my arms my love
As your blood ran clear and bright
And you died by Shannagolden
On a lonely Summer’s night.
But that was long ago my love
And our son grows fine and tall.
The hills are at peace again
The saxon stranger gone
There’s roses on your grave my love
There’s an eagle in the sky
Flying high ore Shannagolden,
Where my young Willie lies.

4. I held you in my arms love
My young heart wild with fear,
Near the fields of Shannagolden
In the Springtime of the year.
You fought them darling Willie
All through the summer days
I heard the rifles firing
In the mountains far away.
I held you in my arms my love
As your blood ran clear and bright
And you died by Shannagolden
On a lonely Summer’s night.
But that was long ago my love
And our son grows fine and tall.
The hills are at peace again
The saxon stranger gone
There’s roses on your grave my love
There’s an eagle in the sky
Flying high ore Shannagolden,
Where my young Willie lies.

5. I held you in my arms love
My young heart wild with fear,
Near the fields of Shannagolden
In the Springtime of the year.
You fought them darling Willie
All through the summer days
I heard the rifles firing
In the mountains far away.
I held you in my arms my love
As your blood ran clear and bright
And you died by Shannagolden
On a lonely Summer’s night.
But that was long ago my love
And our son grows fine and tall.
The hills are at peace again
The saxon stranger gone
There’s roses on your grave my love
There’s an eagle in the sky
Flying high ore Shannagolden,
Where my young Willie lies.