Anachie Gordon

Harking is bonny and there lives my love
 My heart lies on him and will not remove
 It will not remove ohh for all that I have done
 Ohh I never will forget me love Anachie
 For Anachie Gordon he's bonny and he's rough
 He'd entice any woman that ever he saw
 He'd entice any woman and so he has done me
 O I never will forget me love Anachie
 Down came her father and he's standing by the door
 Saying Jeannie your trying the tricks of a whore
 You care nothing for a man who cares so very much for thee
 You must marry Lord Sultan and leave Anachie
 For Anachie Gordon he's barely but a man
 Although he may be pretty but where are his lands
 O the Sultan's lands are broad and his towers they are high
 You must marry Lord Sultan and leave Anachie
 With Anachie Gordon I'd beg for my bread
 And before I'll marry Sultan it's gold to my head
 With gold to my head and gowns fringed to the knee
 And I'll die if I don't get me love Anachie
 And you that 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 me love Anachie
 Jeannie was married and from church she was brought home
 And when she and her maidens so merry should have been
 When she and her maidens so merry should have been
 She went into her chamber, she cried all alone
 Come to bed now Jeannie me honey and my sweet
 For the style you my mistress it would be so sweet
 Being mistress or Jeannie 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 that are her maidens go loosen off her gowns
 But she fell down to the floor so close down by his knee
 Saying father look I'm dying for me love Anachie
 The day Jeannie married was the day that Jeannie died
 And the day that young Anachie came home on the tide
 And down came her maidens all wringing of their hands
 Saying Lord it's been so long you've spent so long on the sands
 Ohh so long on the sands, o so long upon the flood
 They have married your Jeannie and now she lies dead.
 You that are her maidens come take me by the hand
 And take me to the chamber that me love she lies in
 And he's kissed her cold lips 'til his heart has turned to stone
 And he's died in the chamber that his love she lies in.