She was just a year ahead of me But that meant so much back then, you see When the high school boys caught wind of me They threw me in the mud And I fought my way to the car that night And I cursed the water, and I cursed the light But I learned to swim, and I learned to fight For the things that mean the most And oh, Sweet Samantha dear, I know it's been so many years And I hope that they have been kind, my friend Oh, I think about you now and then When the sun is sinking low Over the docks by the shore Where I laid up in green fields with you Singing only the songs that we knew Singing only the songs that we knew Singing only the songs that we knew