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John Wesley Harding - Annachie Gordon lyrics

Artist: John Wesley Harding

album: Trad Arr Jones


Buchan, it's bonny 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, 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
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 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 I'll never bear a son
A son or a daughter I'll never bow my knee
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
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"
"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
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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