Sinead O'connor - Anachie Gordon Lyrics
(traditional scottish song)[performed sometimes live at concerts]Harking is bonny and there lives my loveMy heart lies on him and will not removeIt will not remove ohh for all that i have doneOhh i never will forget me love anachieFor anachie gordon he's bonny and he's roughHe'd entice any woman that ever he sawHe'd entice any woman and so he has done meO i never will forget me love anachieDown came her father and he's standing by the doorSaying jeannie your trying the tricks of a whoreYou care nothing for a man who cares so very much for theeYou must marry lord sultan and leave anachieFor anachie gordon he's barely but a manAlthough he may be pretty but where are his landsO the sultan's lands are broad and his towers they are highYou must marry lord sultan and leave anachieWith anachie gordon i'd beg for my breadAnd before i'll marry sultan it's gold to my headWith gold to my head and gowns fringed to the kneeAnd i'll die if i don't get me love anachieAnd you that are my parents to church you may me bringBut unto lord sultan i'll never bear a sonTo a son or a daughter i'll never bow my kneeAnd i'll die if i don't get me love anachieJeannie was married and from church she was brought homeAnd when she and her maidens so merry should have beenWhen she and her maidens so merry should have beenShe went into her chamber, she cried all aloneCome to bed now jeannie me honey and my sweetFor the style you my mistress it would be so sweetBeing mistress or jeannie it's all the same to meBut in your bed lord sultan i never will lieAnd down came her father and he's spoken with reknownSaying you that are her maidens go loosen off her gownsBut she fell down to the floor so close down by his kneeSaying father look i'm dying for me love anachieThe day jeannie married was the day that jeannie diedAnd the day that young anachie came home on the tideAnd down came her maidens all wringing of their handsSaying lord it's been so long you've spent so long on the sandsOhh so long on the sands, o so long upon the floodThey have married your jeannie and now she lies dead.You that are her maidens come take me by the handAnd take me to the chamber that me love she lies inAnd he's kissed her cold lips 'til his heart has turned to stoneAnd he's died in the chamber that his love she lies in.
