the sun had gone down   o’er the hills in the west   its last beam had faded    o’er the mountain crest   amandy was there.. friendless and forlorn   with her face bathed in blood and her garments all torn      oh, amandy   oh, amandy      the campfires were kindled   each warrior was there and amandy was bound   her white bosom bare   it was vengeance that she counted in the eyes of her foe    and sighed for the time   when her suffering might close      oh, amandy... oh, amandy   oh, amandy yeah… yeah...   oh, amandy...      young alban their leader   suddenly appeared   with an eye like an eagle   and a step like a deer   he said, "brothers, if your victim be burned by a tree    young alban the leader   your victim shall be”      oh, amandy   oh, amandy      the next morning was a vision of red, white and blue   gliding o’er the waters   in a light, bark canoe   like a wild dove sails over the tide   young alban and amandy together did ride   young alban and amandy together did ride      oh, ride on   oh, amandy   oh, amandy   yeah...    oh, amandy