Annabelle By Gillian Welch () one jenny mule () trust. Half of the cotton and a () third of the corn () dust. We () please us, No () try. Until () Jesus, We can ( I've had a daughter, called her Annabel, She's the apple of my eye. Tried to give her something like I've never had, Didn't ever want to see her cry. Chorus Inst. Break: (x3) When I'm dead and buried I'll take a hard life of tears, Of every day I've ever known. And Anna's in the churchyard, she's got no life at all, She's only got these words on a stone. Chorus ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If you like country Gospel then take the time to visit my web site Lots of songs and all free. The Gospel Music Archive http://subnet.virtual-pc.com/da567664