Shannon 
Composer(s): Henry Gross
First release by: Henry Gross - 1976



Another day is at end 
Mama says she's tired again 
No one can even begin to tell her 

I hardly know what to say 
But maybe it's better that way 
If papa were here i'm sure he'd tell her 

Shannon is gone I hope she's drifting out to sea 
She always loved to swim away 
Maybe she'll find an island with a shady tree 
Just like the one in our backyard 

Mama tries hard to pretend things will get 
Better again 
Somehow she's keeping it all inside her 

But finally the tears fill our eyes 
And I know that somewhere tonight 
She knows how much we really miss her 

Shannon is gone I hope she's drifting out to sea 
She always loved to swim away 
Maybe she'll find an island with a shady tree 
Just like the one in our backyard 

Just like the one in our backyard