Anache 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 to style you my mistress it would be so sweet,
Be it 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.