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Текст песни John Wesley Harding - Annachie Gordon

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Buchan, its bonny, oh and there lives my loveMy heart it lies on him, it will not removeIt will not remove for all that I have doneOh never will I forget my love annachieFor annachie gordon, oh hes bonny and hes brawHed entice any woman that ever him sawHed entice any woman and so he has done meOh never will I forget my love annachieDown came her father, standing on the floorSaying jeanie youre trying the tricks of a whoreYou care nothing for a man who cares so very much for theeYou must marry with lord salton and leave young annachieFor annachie gordon hes only but a manAlthough he may be pretty but where are all his landsSaltons lands are broad and his towers they stand highYou must marry with lord salton and forget young annachieWith annachie gordon oh Id beg for my breadBefore that Id marry salton with gold to my headWith gold to my head and with gowns fringed to the kneeOh Ill die if I dont get my love annachieAnd you that are my parents oh to church you may me bringAh but unto lord salton oh Ill never bear a sonA son or a daughter oh Ill never bow my kneeOh, Ill die if I dont get my love annachieWhen jeanie was married and from church she was brought homeAnd she and her maidens so merry should have beenWhen she and her maidens so merry should have beenOh shes gone to a chamber and shes crying all aloneCome to bed now jeanie, oh my honey and my sweetFor to style you my mistress it would not be meetOh its mistress or jeanie its all the same to meFor its in your bed lord salton I never shall beAnd up and spoke her father and hes spoken with renownAll you who are her maidens wont you loosen off her gownBut she fell down in a swoon, so low down by their kneesSaying look on for Im dying for my love annachieThe day that jeanie married was the day that jeanie diedThats the day that young annachie come rolling from the tideAnd down came her maidens and theyre wringing of their handsSaying woe to you annachie for staying from the sandsSo long from the land and so long upon the floodOh theyve married your jeanie and now she is deadAll you that are her maidens wont you take me by the handWont you lead me to the chamber that my love lies inAnd hes kissed her cold lips until his heart turned to stoneAnd hes died in the chamber where his true love lay in

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