Story Behind the Song
I learned these two traditional songs (The Annan Waters / The parting Glass) in the Goilin singers club and from the singing of theVoice Squad and Niamh Parsons.
Lyrics
The Annan Waters
Oh Annan Waters wondrous deep, an my love Annies wondrous bonny,
I loath that she should wet her feet because I love her the best of any.
Go saddle for me the bonny grey mare, go saddle her soon and make her ready,
For I must cross that stream tonight, or never more Ill se my lady.
And woe betide you Annan Waters, by night you are a gloomy river
And over you Ill build a bridge, that never mere true love may sever
And he has ridden oer field and fen, oer moor and moss and manys the mire
His spurs og steel were sore to bite, the mares hooves flee like fire,
The mare flew on oer moor and moss and when she reached the Annan Waters,
She couldnt have ridden a furlong more had a thousand wips been laid upon her.
And woe betide you Annan Waters, by night you are a gloomy river
And over you Ill build a bridge, that never mere true love may sever
And he has tried to swim that stream and he swam on both strong and steady,
But the river was wide and strengh did fail and never more hell see his lady,
And woe betide the willow wan and woe betide the bush and briar,
For they broke beneath her true loves handm when strength did fail and limbs did tire.
And woe betide you Annan Waters, by night you are a gloomy river
And over you Ill build a bridge, that never mere true love may sever
Traditional / Traditional - Nic Jones
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