I was strolling down the glen When I spied a fair young man, He was asking a favour of the moon. Ah but yet he was so young And we were both as one, 'Neath the bright silvery of the moon. So shine on silvery light, Shine on through the night The nightingales are singing their sweet song For there's not a time so sweet As when two lovers meet Neath the bright silvery light of the moon. .Instrumental. He gave to me a ring We named our wedding day We planned on being married in the spring Ah but now he is dead And lying in his grave Neath the bright silvery light of the moon. So shine on silvery light Shine on through the night The nightingales are singing their sweet song Oh there's not a time so sweet As when two lovers meet Neath the bright silvery light of the moon. End