Gaelic Storm Follow

It's the end of the road, the last stop on the track
And I smile as think of my true love once more
The light of my life, the one I adore

She, she was the prize
The prettiest girl with the loveliest eyes
She, she was the prize
Shiny black hair and those lovely, those lovely brown eyes

I met her one night at the Harvest Fair dance
I longed for a whisper, I hoped for a glance
Then she turned and she smiled and I melted away
And I knew, I'd be with her 'til my dying day

She, she was the prize
The prettiest girl with the loveliest eyes
She, she was the prize
Shiny black hair and those lovely, those lovely brown eyes

We lay on the cliffs and we walked hand in hand
We threw stones in the waves, we drew hearts in the sand
Without warning clouds rolled in and blackened the sun
And when they rolled out my light, she was gone

She, she was the prize
The prettiest girl with the loveliest eyes
She, she was the prize
Shiny black hair and those lovely, those lovely brown eyes

I've shed all my tears and I've said my good-byes
Now I'll lay myself down where my pretty girl lies
And when I awake, I'll be on earth no more
I'll be dancing a jig with the girl adore

She, she was the prize
The prettiest girl with the loveliest eyes
She, she was the prize
Shiny black hair and those lovely, those lovely brown eyes
Those lovely brown eyes
Those lovely brown eyes
Those lovely brown eyes

It's the end of the road, the last stop on the track
And I smile as think of my true love once more