On the island of Jamaica Quit a long long time ago At rose hall plantation Where the ocean breezes blow Lived a girl named Annie Palmer The mistress of the place And the slaves all lived in fear To see a frown on Annie's face Wheres your husband Annie Where's number two and three Are they sleeping beneath the palms Beside the Caribbean sea At night I hear you riding And I hear your lovers call And I still can feel your presence Around the great house at rose hall Well if you should ever go to see the great house at rose hall There's expensive chairs and china And great paintings on the wall They'll show you any sitting room And the whipping post outside But they won't let you see the room Where Annie's husbands died Wheres your husband Annie Where's number two and three Are they sleeping beneath the palms Beside the Caribbean Sea At night I hear you riding And I hear your lovers call And I still can feel your presence Around the great house at rose hall