Five sisters and she's the one

More beauty than the setting sun

But she was much more than she showed

Something her form could not hold

She'd dance and flirt with all the boys

But all her beauty she would sooner destroy

The anchor of a soul cut loose to drift

The anchor of a soul cut loose to drift

The difference between what was and what is

I ain't exactly sure

Think how young our fathers were

Indian and Irish blood

Long dark hair and an angels touch

A beauty no man could control

And something her form could not hold

She'd dance and flirt with all the boys

But all her beauty she would sooner destroy

The anchor of a soul cut loose to drift

The anchor of a soul cut loose to drift

The difference between what was and what is

I ain't exactly sure

Think how young our fathers were

And that same night sky

Offers no answers why

Think how young our fathers were

♬~

She'd dance and flirt with all the boys

But all her beauty she would sooner destroy

The anchor of a soul cut loose to drift

The anchor of a soul cut loose to drift

The difference between what was and what is

I ain't exactly sure

Think how young our fathers were

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