LT 38 Annachie Gordon 
                                 Traditional

Buchan is bonnie and there lives my love 
My heart lies on him and cannot remove 
It cannot remove for all that I have done 
And i never will forget my love Annachie 
For Annachie Gordon he's bonnie and he's bright
He'd entice any woman that e'er he saw 
He'd entice any woman and so he has done me 
And I never will forget my love Annachie. 

Down came her father and he's standing at the door 
Saying Jeannie you are 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 Annachie 
For Annachie Gordon is barely but a man 
Although he may be pretty but where are his lands 
The Sultan's lands are broad and his towers they stand high 
You must marry Lord Sultan and leave Annachie. 

With Annachie Gordon I’d beg for my bread 
And before I marry Sultan his gold to my head 
With gold to my head and straight down to my knee 
And I'll die if I don't get my love Annachie 
And you who 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 my love Annachie. 

Jeannie was married and from church was brought home
And she and her maidens so merry should have been 
When she and her maidens so merry should have been 
She goes into her chamber and cries all alone. 
“Come to bed my Jeannie my honey and my sweet 
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 renowned 
Saying “You who are her maidens go loosen up her gowns” 
And she fell down to the floor and straight down to his knee
Saying “Father look I'm dying for my love Annachie.”

The day that Jeannie married was the day that Jeannie died 
And the day that young Annachie came home on the tide 
And down came her maidens all wringing of their hands 
Saying “Oh it's been so long. 
You've been so long on the sands 
So long on the sands, so long upon the flood 
They have married your Jeannie, and now she lies dead” 

You who are her maidens come take me by the hand 
And lead me to the chamber where my love she lies in 
And he kissed her cold lips till his heart it turned to stone 
And he died in the chamber where his love she lies in.