Annan Water  -  The Decemberists


 The Decemberists

Annan water
You loom so deep and wide
I would cross over
If you would stem the tide

Or build a boat
That I might ford the other side
To reach the farther shore
Where my true love lies in wait for me

In wait for me
In wait for me
In wait for me


O gray river
Your waters ramble while
The horses shiver
And bide against the bridle

But I will cross
If mine own horse is pulled from me
Though my mother cries that if I try
I sure will drown233d be

Will drown233d be
Will drown233d be
Will drown233d be


But if you calm
and let me pass
You may render me a wreck
When I come back

So calm your waves
And slow the churn
And you may have my precious bones on my return


Annan water
O hear my true loves call
Hear her holler
Above your waters pall

God that I could
That my two arms could give me way
And I would cross your breadth
And rest my breast about her amber ring

Her amber ring
Her amber ring
Her amber ring


But if you calm
And let me pass
You may render me a wreck
When I come back

So calm your waves
And slow the churn
And you may have my precious bones
On my

On my
Return

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