John Wesley Harding şarkı sözleri
Oh Annan Water's wondrous deep
And my love Annie's wondrous bonny
I'm loathed that she should wet her feet
Because I love her best of any
Go saddle to me my bonny grey mare
Go saddle her soon and make her ready
For I must cross that river tonight
And all to see my bonny lady
And woe betide you Annan Water
At night you are a gloomy river
And over you I'll build a bridge
That never more true love may sever
He has ridden over field and fell
On moor and moss and many a mile
His spurs of steel were sore to bite
And from the mare's feet flew the fire
The mare flew over moss and moor
And when she'd won the Annan Water
She couldn't have ridden a furlong more
Had a thousand whips been laid upon her
And woe betide you Annan Water
At night you are a gloomy river
And over you I'll build a bridge
That never more true love may sever
