Sinead O'connor - Anachie Gordon lyrics

(traditional scottish song) [performed sometimes live at concerts] 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 who*e 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.