annabelle

Lyrics

lease twenty acres and one ginny mule, from the alabama trust, half of the cotton, third of the corn, get a handful of dust, we cannot have all things to please us, no matter how we try, 'til we've all gone to jesus, we can only wonder why, i had a daughter called her annabelle, she's the apple of my eye, tried to give her something like i never had, didn't want to ever hear her cry, we cannot have all things to please us, no matter how we try, 'til we've all gone to jesus, we can only wonder why, when i'm dead and buried, i'll take a hard life of tears, everyday i've ever known, anna's in the churchyard, she's got no life at all, she's only got these words on a stone, we cannot have all things to please us, no matter how we try, until we've all gone to jesus, we can only wonder why