C                  Am             F               C
The cold winds from the mountains, are calling soft to me,
    G                Em              Am     G7
The smell of scented heather, brings bitter memories,
    G               Em        Am            G7
The wild and lonely eagle, up in the summer sky,
      Am            F                            C
Flies high or Shannagolden, where my young Willy lies

[Verse 2]
   C            Am          F                  C
Do you remember darling, we walked the moonlit road,
  G              Em             Am            G7
I held you in my arms then, I'd never let you go,
    G               Em               Am                    G7
Our hands they were entwined my love all in the pale moonlight,
       Am             F                            C
By the fields of Shanagolden, on a lonely winter's night.

[Verse 3]
     C                Am                 F                C
Then came the call to arms love, and the hills they were aflamed,
     G               Em             Am              G7
Down from the silent mountains, the Saxon strangers came,
   G             Em            Am                    G7
I held you in my arms then, my young heart wild with fear,
       Am             F                                 C
By the fields of Shanagolden, in the spring time of the year.

[Verse 3]
        C                   Am         F                    C
And you fought them darling Willy, all through those summer days,
  G                Em             Am             G7
I heard the rifles firing, in the mountains far away,
  G              Em              Am                 G7
I held you in my arms then, your blood ran free and bright,
    Am               F                           C
And you died in Shanagolden on a lonely winter's night.

[Verse 4]
       C             Am                   F                  C
Oh but that was long ago my love, and our son grows fine and tall,
    G                 Em               Am              G7
The hills they are at peace again, the Saxon strangers gone,
        G             Em                     Am              G7
There's roses on your grave my love, there's an eagle in the sky,
       Am           F                            C
Flying high or Shanagolden, where my young Willy died.

[Verse 1]
     C                  Am             F               C
The cold winds from the mountains, are calling soft to me,
    G                Em              Am     G7
The smell of scented heather, brings bitter memories,
    G               Em        Am            G7
The wild and lonely eagle, up in the summer sky,
      Am            F                            C
Flies high or Shannagolden, where my young Willy lies