Annachie Gordon Lyrics - The Journey Begins [4 Cd] - Loreena Mckennitt

Harking is bonny and there lives my love 

My heart lies on him and cannot remove 

It cannot remove for all that I have done 

And I never will forget my love Annachie 

For Annachie Gordon he's bonny and he's bright 

He'd entice any woman that e'er he saw 

He'd entice any woman and so he has done me 

And I never will forget my love Annachie. 

Down came her father and he's standing at the door 

Saying Jeannie you are trying the tricks of a whore 

You care nothing for a man who cares so much for thee 

You must marry Lord Sultan and leave Annachie 

For Annachie Gordon is barely but a man 

Although he may be pretty but where are his lands 

The Sultan's lands are broad and his towers they run high 

You must marry Lord Sultan and leave Annachie. 

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With Annachie Gordon I beg for my bread 

And before I marry Sultan his gold to my head 

With gold to my head and straight down to my knees 

And I'll die if I don't get my love Annachie 

And you who are my parents to church you may me bring 

But unto Lord Sultan I'll never bear a son 

To a son or a daughter I'll never bow my knee 

And I'll die if I don't get my love Annachie. 

Jeannie was married and from church was brought home 

When she and her maidens so merry should have been 

When she and her maidens so merry should have been 

She goes into her chamber and cries all alone. 

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Come to my bed my Jeannie my honey and my sweet 

To stile you my mistress it would be so sweet 

Be it mistress or Jeanne it's all the same to me 

But in your bed Lord Sultan I never will lie 

And down came her father and he's spoken with reknown 

Saying you who are her maidens 

Go loosen up her gowns 

And she fell down to the floor 

And straight down to her knee saying 

Father look I'm dying for my love Annachie. 

The day that Jeanne married was the day that Jeannie died 

And the day that young Annachie came home on the tide 

And down came her maidens all wringing of their hands 

Saying oh it's been so long, you've been so long on the sands 

So long on the sands, so long on the flood 

They have married your Jeannie and now she lies dead. 

You who are her maidens come take me by the hand 

And lead me to the chamber where my love she lies in 

And he kissed her cold lips till his heart it turned to stone 

And he died in the chamber where his love she lies in.