Shenandoah Poem by Hm. Nes

Into deep, blue misty valley
Wan, the pale-skinned trader came
From across the wide Missouri
Nay seeking fortune, neither fame
But Shenandoah's dark-eyed daughter
Sally be her ‘Christian' name

Seven years and seven long journeys
O Shenandoah, hear them plea
Your only daughter wants the trader
And he will love her tenderly
Though he will take her from the valley
Shenandoah, never more to see

O Shenandoah, O Shenandoah
She will always be your child
Though far across the wide Missouri
Into unknown lands and wild
Trust the trader with your treasure
Shenandoah, for a while

Soon or later, he will bring her
Back to Shenandoah's misty blue
For a father's love is needed
Yes, a father's love is true
O Shenandoah, O Shenandoah
You'll see, she'll come again to you