Jim Ed Brown and the Browns "Anna" |
(Fred Burch) This old house is falling down The boards are rotten up from the ground Anna, Anna I wanna see my Anna. The bacon's cold the gravy's steamed To eat my cooking is a sin Anna, Anna How I miss my Anna. My old hound dog house Have torn He seems to know We won't see Anna again. The cottonfields are white as snow I miss my love I wanna go To see Anna I wanna see my Anna. I miss my Anna... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |