Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Annachie Gordon, artist - The Unthanks. Date of issue: 22.03.2010
Song language: English
Annachie Gordon |
| 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 |