The cold winds from the mountain

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

I met him in the winter time

When snow was on the ground

The Irish hills were peaceful

And love was all around

Scarcely twenty-one years

A young man in his prime

We were married darling Willie

By the eve of Christmas time

Do you remember darling

When we walked the moonlit road

I held you in my arms love

I would never let you go

Our hands they were entwined love

All in the pale moonlight

By the fields of Shanagolden

On a lonely winter's night

Then came the call to arms dear

And the heath 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

By the fields of Shanagolden

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 love

Your blood ran free and bright

And you died in Shanagolden

On a lonely summer's night

Oh but that was long ago dear

And your son grows fine and tall

The hills they are at peace again

The Saxon stranger's gone

We'll place a red rose on your grave

By the silvery pale moonlight

And we'll dream of Shanagolden

On a lonely winter's night