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ANNA THEA Am Lazma Thea stole a stallion Dm Am Stole him from the misty mountains Dm Am And they chased him and they found him G Bm Dm And in iron chains they bound him Word was sent to Anna Thea That her brother was in prison Bring me gold and six fine horses I will buy my brother's freedom Judge, o judge, please spare my brother Do not hang him from the gallows I don't want your gold and silver All I want are your sweet favors Anna Thea, o my sister, are you mad with grief and sorrow He will rob you of your flower And he'll hang me on the gallows Anna Thea did not heed him Straightway to the judge went running In his golden bed at midnight There she heard the gallows groaning Cursed be the judge so cruel Thirteen years may he lie bleeding Thirteen doctors cannot cure him Thirteen shelves of drugs not heal him Anna Thea, Anna Thea Do not go into the forest There beneath the green trees standing You will find your brother hanging @ballad @outlaw @death recorded on Judy Collins/3 filename[ ANNATHEA TUNE FILE: ANNATHEA CLICK TO PLAY SOF |
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