In the Hills of Shiloh - Judy Collins

Have you seen Amanda Blaine in the hills of Shiloh

Wandering through the morning rain through the hills of Shiloh

Have you seen her at her door, listening for the cannon’s roar

And a man who went to war from the hills of Shiloh

Have you heard her mournful cries in the hills of Shiloh

Have you seen her haunted eyes in the hills of Shiloh

Have you seen her running down searching through the sleeping

town

In her yellowed wedding gown in the hills of Shiloh

Have you seen her standing there in the hills of Shiloh

Wind a blowing through her hair in the hills of Shiloh

Listening for the sound of guns listening for the rolling drums

And a man who never comes to the hills of Shiloh

Have you heard Amanda sing in the hills of Shiloh

Whispering to her wedding ring in the hills of Shiloh

Hear her humming soft and low, poor Amanda doesn’t know

'Twas ended forty years ago in the hills of Shiloh