Has anybody seen my Annie Belle?
With her red hair hanging down
She was standing by the river,
In her faded cotton gown...
In her faded cotton gown...
I left her on the Captain's orders,
An Irish boy in foreign lands.
Fought the campaigns on the border.
God forgive these bloody hands.
God forgive these bloody hands.

Chorus:
Annie why...do I walk alone tonight
Annie I...cannot sleep
Nary a moon, nor stars for which to guide
Annie for you do I bleed.
Annie for you do I breathe.

We marched upon the mighty desert.
Trampled women and their child.
The sky was filled with iron thunder.
Killing red man and the brown.
We killed the red man and the brown.
I camped above a lonely canyon,
High along the mountainsides.
Back to back we rode the night guard,
And the air was cool and dry...
Back to back with spirits high.
(chorus)

The hour came in silent fury,
Like painted ghosts upon us all.
Lead and leather for his own man,
And the Captain he did fall.
And our Captain he did fall.
We fought together sword and pistol.
Both the Foolish and the Brave
Warrior's heart and soldier's honor
Carried with us to the grave.
Carried with us to the grave.
(chorus)

Now I am worn and I am weary.
For cooler waters do I thirst.
I cannot find not one companion.
So thus shall I fear the worst.
And so it is I fear the worst.
Do not weep for me my Annie
I will find you by and by.
I shall ride tomorrow morning,
But I must rest me heavy eyes...
I must rest me heavy eyes...
(chorus)

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