Текст песни Welch Gillian - Annabelle
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Leased twenty acresAnd one jimmy muleFrom the Alabama TrustHalf of cotton, third of cornGet a hand full of dustWe cannot have all things pleasin`No matter how we tryUntil we`ve all gone to JesusWe can only wonder whyI had a daughterCalled her AnnabelleShe`s the apple of my eyeTried to give her something like I never hadDidn`t want to ever hear her cryWe cannot have all things pleasingNo matter how we tryUntil we`ve all gone to JesusWe can only wonder whyWhen I`m dead and buriedI`ll take a hard life of tearsEvery day I`ve ever knownAnna`s in the churchyard She`s got no life at allShe only got these words on stone:We cannot have all things pleasingNo matter how we tryUntil we`ve all gone to JesusWe can only wonder why