Annachie Gordon Lyrics by John Wesley Harding

Annachie Gordon Lyrics

    Buchan, it's bonny, oh and there lives my love
    My heart it lies on him, it will not remove
    It will not remove for all that i have done
    Oh never will i forget my love annachie
    For annachie gordon, oh he's bonny and he's braw
    He'd entice any woman that ever him saw
    He'd entice any woman and so he has done me
    Oh never will i forget my love annachie

    Down came her father, standing on the floor
    Saying jeanie you're trying the tricks of a whore
    You care nothing for a man who cares so very much for thee
    You must marry with lord salton and leave young annachie
    For annachie gordon he's only but a man
    Although he may be pretty but where are all his lands
    Salton's lands are broad and his towers they stand high
    You must marry with lord salton and forget young annachie

    With annachie gordon oh i'd beg for my bread
    Before that i'd marry salton with gold to my head
    With gold to my head and with gowns fringed to the knee
    Oh i'll die if i don't get my love annachie
    And you that are my parents oh to church you may me bring
    Ah but unto lord salton oh i'll never bear a son
    A son or a daughter oh i'll never bow my knee
    Oh, i'll die if i don't get my love annachie

    When jeanie was married and from church she was brought home
    And she and her maidens so merry should have been
    When she and her maidens so merry should have been
    Oh she's gone to a chamber and she's crying all alone

    Come to bed now jeanie, oh my honey and my sweet
    For to style you my mistress it would not be meet
    Oh it's mistress or jeanie it's all the same to me
    For it's in your bed lord salton i never shall be
    And up and spoke her father and he's spoken with renown
    All you who are her maidens won't you loosen off her gown
    But she fell down in a swoon, so low down by their knees
    Saying look on for i'm dying for my love annachie

    The day that jeanie married was the day that jeanie died
    That's the day that young annachie come rolling from the tide
    And down came her maidens and they're wringing of their hands
    Saying woe to you annachie for staying from the sands
    So long from the land and so long upon the flood
    Oh they've married your jeanie and now she is dead

    All you that are her maidens won't you take me by the hand
    Won't you lead me to the chamber that my love lies in
    And he's kissed her cold lips until his heart turned to stone
    And he's died in the chamber where his true love lay in

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