Her name is Silver Is all I have A band of silver For your daughter's hand A sliver of silver Can be quite grand Sixteen pieces of silver Was enough for Judas, and A gallon [?] of silver Fresh from the sand I'll take your silver Sell my flesh by the pound I'll find your silver Where waves meet the ground Her name is Silver Is all I'll have A band of silver For your daughter's hand And hair of silver to keep us warm Around my finger So I can brave the storm So I can brave the storm So I can brave the storm So I can brave the storm