文本歌词

Annabelle - Holiday
Written by：Welch/Gillian Howard
We lease twenty acres and one ginny mule
From the alabama trust
Half of the cotton and third of the corn
We 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
We 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
When I'm dead and buried
I'll take a hard life of tears
Everyday I've ever known
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