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Trad. Tune [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=joj4BqEfhis here] or [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzo7fADr_50&list=PL1A0D17B0CFE7614E here].<br />
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A pdf of the tune and lyrics can be found [http://www.profounddecisions.co.uk/mediawiki-public/images/4/49/Annan_Water.pdf here] but please learn the tune from the YouTube links first - the pdf is a memory aid and not note-perfect.
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<song>
 
<song>
 
Oh Annan Water's wondrous deep
 
Oh Annan Water's wondrous deep
 
 
And my love Ann is wondrous comely
 
And my love Ann is wondrous comely
 
 
And woe that she should wet her feet
 
And woe that she should wet her feet
 
 
Because I love her best of any.
 
Because I love her best of any.
 
 
Go saddle for me the bonny grey mare
 
Go saddle for me the bonny grey mare
 
 
Go saddle her and make her ready.
 
Go saddle her and make her ready.
 
 
For I must cross the stream tonight,
 
For I must cross the stream tonight,
 
 
Or never more I'll see my lady.
 
Or never more I'll see my lady.
 
  
 
He's ridden over field and fen.
 
He's ridden over field and fen.
 
 
O'er moor and moss and many's the mire,
 
O'er moor and moss and many's the mire,
 
 
But the spurs of steel were sore to bite.
 
But the spurs of steel were sore to bite.
 
 
Sparks from the mare's hoofs flew like fire.
 
Sparks from the mare's hoofs flew like fire.
 
 
The mare flew over moor and moss,
 
The mare flew over moor and moss,
 
 
And when she's reached the Annan Water
 
And when she's reached the Annan Water
 
 
She couldn't have ridden a furlong more
 
She couldn't have ridden a furlong more
 
 
Had a thousand whips been laid upon her.
 
Had a thousand whips been laid upon her.
  
 
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'''Chorus'''
Chorus
 
 
And woe betide you Annan Waters
 
And woe betide you Annan Waters
 
 
By night you are a gloomy river,
 
By night you are a gloomy river,
 
 
And over you I'll build a bridge
 
And over you I'll build a bridge
 
 
That never more true love can sever.
 
That never more true love can sever.
 
  
 
Oh Boatman put off your boat,
 
Oh Boatman put off your boat,
 
 
Put off your boat for gold and money.
 
Put off your boat for gold and money.
 
 
For I must cross the stream tonight,
 
For I must cross the stream tonight,
 
 
Or never more I'll see my lady
 
Or never more I'll see my lady
 
 
Oh the sides are steep, the waters deep.
 
Oh the sides are steep, the waters deep.
 
 
From bank to brae the water's pouring
 
From bank to brae the water's pouring
 
 
And the bonny grey mare she sweats for fear.
 
And the bonny grey mare she sweats for fear.
 
 
She stands to hear the water roaring
 
She stands to hear the water roaring
 
  
 
And he has tried to swim the stream,
 
And he has tried to swim the stream,
 
 
And he swam on both strong and steady,
 
And he swam on both strong and steady,
 
 
But the river was deep and strength did fail,
 
But the river was deep and strength did fail,
 
 
And never more he'll see his lady.
 
And never more he'll see his lady.
 
 
Oh woe betide the willow wand,
 
Oh woe betide the willow wand,
 
 
And woe betide the bush and briar,
 
And woe betide the bush and briar,
 
 
For you broke beneath my true love's hand
 
For you broke beneath my true love's hand
 
 
When strength did fail and limbs did tire
 
When strength did fail and limbs did tire
  
 
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'''Chorus'''
(Chorus)
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And woe betide you Annan Waters
<\song>
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By night you are a gloomy river,
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And over you I'll build a bridge
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That never more true love can sever.
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</song>
  
 
[[Category:Dawn Music]]
 
[[Category:Dawn Music]]
 
[[Category:Dawn]]
 
[[Category:Dawn]]
 
[[Category:Music]]
 
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Latest revision as of 19:14, 19 August 2013

Trad. Tune here or here.
A pdf of the tune and lyrics can be found here but please learn the tune from the YouTube links first - the pdf is a memory aid and not note-perfect.

Oh Annan Water's wondrous deep And my love Ann is wondrous comely And woe that she should wet her feet Because I love her best of any. Go saddle for me the bonny grey mare Go saddle her and make her ready. For I must cross the stream tonight, Or never more I'll see my lady.

He's ridden over field and fen. O'er moor and moss and many's the mire, But the spurs of steel were sore to bite. Sparks from the mare's hoofs flew like fire. The mare flew over moor and moss, And when she's reached the Annan Water She couldn't have ridden a furlong more Had a thousand whips been laid upon her.

Chorus And woe betide you Annan Waters By night you are a gloomy river, And over you I'll build a bridge That never more true love can sever.

Oh Boatman put off your boat, Put off your boat for gold and money. For I must cross the stream tonight, Or never more I'll see my lady Oh the sides are steep, the waters deep. From bank to brae the water's pouring And the bonny grey mare she sweats for fear. She stands to hear the water roaring

And he has tried to swim the stream, And he swam on both strong and steady, But the river was deep and strength did fail, And never more he'll see his lady. Oh woe betide the willow wand, And woe betide the bush and briar, For you broke beneath my true love's hand When strength did fail and limbs did tire

Chorus And woe betide you Annan Waters By night you are a gloomy river, And over you I'll build a bridge That never more true love can sever.