They say she suffered a terrible loss

A tragedy fit- no soul can bear

I heard the story told afore

The lady in white

Tis a grimly lore

As the tale is told

From root to peak

Beware- you see the lady herself

For- a lovely vision she was indeed

That captured the heart of

Young Douglan Mc Furr

A promising sailor- the young lad be

But one darkened night and out at sea

The lad was claimed by a terrible storm

All dressed in white-on the cliff she await

But-young Douglan McFurr never returned

Her heart in pieces- and her true love gone

Her screams can be heard, from night to morn

A lovely vision she was afore

Tragedy has tainted her lovely spirit

For the lady in white

Is a lady- no more.