Thanks to Brucie above; I presume you have checked the tune on the website and it is the same as the one by Bob McDill?

I think the song also appears in the website in the Category "History"; until I saw the lyrics I thought it might have been a 19th century song, like for example "Lorena" (prior to discovering the latter song, the only context I had heard the name Lorena is was that of Lorena Bobbitt, whose act we had better not discuss in polite company, though no doubt a feminist hero by now!).

Amanda on the other hand is a common name where I live in Northern Ireland (there are at least 2 Amandas in my place of work at the moment) though I dislike the usual form "Mandy" which sounds so childish (ditto Deborah/Debbie). I prefer to use the full version of anyone's name (eg Christopher instead of Chris) unless they first express a preference for the shortened form).

There used to be an Amanda Mc'Kittrick Ros (sic) from Northern Ireland many years ago, regarded by some as the world's worst novelist (or perhaps merely the worst female novelist), though she had a high opinion of her abilities. Possibly a bit like the poet William Topaz McGonagall (although I actually think McGonagall was secretly a brilliant satirist). Indeed if he was as bad as they say, the satirical magazine Private Eye would not be doing paradies of his poems.

Back to Amanda. I think she may have been christened something else; apparently when she was a child someone called at the door and her father asked who it was and she said: "A Man, Da" and the name "Amanda" stuck. Sounds apocryphal to me. A bit like: "Daddy there's a man at the door with a bill". "Nonsense, son, it's only a duck with a hat on."

By coincidence I met a former neighbour of mine, Jimmy McKittrick, yesterday when he called at my place of work; I winder if he could trace his ancestry to Amanda McKittrick (who married a stationmaster called Ros)? Another coincidence - the person who wrote the article about Amanda McKittrick Ros, the late C.D. Deane, from which I have quoted above, once told a joke about a stationmaster in the country who invites a glamorous Swedish blonde who arrives at the station on the last train that evening, to stay overnight in a room above the station. "What took place between them is not known, but suffice to say, the floor of the room collapsed. Moral: One should never get ideas above one's station."

Anyway, one can agree that "Amanda" and "Lorena" are two fine tunes.