On a Monday night I lost my wife, on a Thursday we had a burial Oh she fought like hell but the devil came and took her from this life Though my heart was torn there was still my son, all I could do was to carry on There’s nothing left to say or do when you hear the banshee’s cry
One day (one day), one day (one day) I’ll see her on the other side of the river Styx, at the crossroads, where the ocean meets the sky One day (one day), one day (one day) I’ll see her once again and then I’ll take her hand and she will be my bride
On a Tuesday night I lost my son, on a Friday I had a burial And the preacher said that he went ahead, that he went to join my wife Words could not console, this burning hole, no longer I’d be his daddy-o There’s nothing left to say or do when you hear the banshee’s cry
One day (one day), one day (one day) I’ll see him on the other side of the river Sanzu, at the crossroads, where the fire meets the ice One day (one day), one day (one day) I’ll see him once again and then I’ll take his hand and he will be my child
On a Wednesday night I lost my life, on a Saturday there was a burial Face down in the mud I just gave up, had no reason left to fight On a Sunday morn I went across as I handed my coins to the ferryman And I saw my wife and kid there standing on the other side
One day (one day), one day (one day) I’ll see them on the other side of the river Death, at the crossroads, where the darkness meets the light One day (one day), one day (one day) I’ll see them once again and then they’ll take my hand and I won’t be denied
I won’t be denied, no, when I cross, on that fine day I’ll find redemption, dark, light, fire and ice, for all my days I’ll heed the banshees’ cry