Из альбома: Ballads of Living and Dying
Seven winters past and gone
I once was young and I once was strong
Shannadee- ah dee ah dee
Six fine times I felt my knees
Buckle to your sweet release
Shannadee- ah dee ah dee
Five times tried to conjure you
Another letter or a note or clue
Shannadee ah dee ah dee
And I'm going to tell everybody
I'm know that I'm glad to see you
And I'm going to tell everybody
I'm know that I'm glad to see you
Even though you're coming home
In a box of cedar
For four years you courted I
Your raven hair, your brittle bride
Shannadee ah dee ah dee
Three more times I tried to find it
A lover to match your sweet kind
Shannadee ah dee a dee
And I'm going to tell everybody
I'm know that I'm glad to see you
And I'm going to tell everybody
I'm know that I'm glad to see you
Even though you're coming home
In a box of cedar
[sing-song]
One am I to fill these rooms
And wake each morn to the drone of doom
Shannadee ah dee a dee
Seven winters past and gone
I once was young and I once was strong
Shannadee ah dee a dee