Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
Away my rolling river.
Shenandoah, the white mulatta,
We are bound away, from this world of misery.
For seven years, I toiled the ocean,
Away my rolling river.
For seven years, I never rode her,
We are bound away from this world of misery.
I courted Sally, no pen, no paper,
Away my rolling river.
I courted Sally on foolscap paper,
We are bound away from this world of misery.
Nobody knows about my toiling,
Away my rolling river.
Nobody knows about my danger,
We are bound away from this world of misery.
Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
Away my rolling river.
Shenandoah, the white mulatta,
We are bound away from this world of misery.
-Shenandoah, Port Isaac's Fisherman's Friends.
Led by Trevor (again)
If you read the 30 day letter challenge too, then you will know the story behind why this song means so much to me. If you're curious, you need to read letter 10, (A dead person that I wish I could talk to.) and letter 11 (The person I hate most.)
Or just message me....
Z xx
