Another day is at end Mama says she's tired again No one can even begin to tell her I hardly know what to say But maybe it's better that way If Papa were here I'm sure he'd tell her Shannon is gone I heard She's drifting out to sea She always loved to swim away Maybe she'll find an island With a shaded tree Just like the one in our backyard Mama tries hard to pretend That things will get better again Somehow she's keepin' it all inside her But finally the tears fill our eyes And I know that somewhere tonight She knows how much we really miss her Shannon is gone I heard She's drifting out to sea She always loved to swim away Maybe she'll find an island With a shaded tree Just like the one in our back yard ... Just like the one in our back yard ...