Four years ago, we strolled the river Dee, A lass from Monifieth, a boy from 'Deen, In Inverness in May, love came to be. Our weekends spun like leaves on autumn's spree, Each moment cherished, every glance unseen. Four years ago, we strolled the river Dee. You're funny, cheeky, kind, and bright with glee, The best companion anyone has seen. In Inverness in May, love came to be. Today in Gdansk, beneath the willow tree, We toast to years passed and the time between— Four years ago, we strolled the river Dee. A stunning girl, you are my melody, My love for you, a song that's evergreen. In Inverness in May, love came to be. Madly, deeply, through all eternity, I celebrate you, Debbie, my serene. Four years ago, we strolled the river Dee, In Inverness in May, love came to be.