LOVELY ANN
(From the singing of Len Graham)

Ye swains have pity, I pray draw near to me, a wounded lover
In praises of a comely fair I mean for to discover
As I tripped over the verdant plain the feathered songsters notes did change
In melody their voices range in praise of Lovely Ann

My Darling she, oh so divine is altogether charming
She far exceeds the sun that shines or the stars that go in the morning
Her neck and waist and every limb has my poor heart in cupids chains
And if you wish to know her name, she's called sweet Lovely Ann

Her parents they are so unkind, they are altogether cruel
That I dare not reveal my mind unto my darling Jewel
The reason why, because I'm poor, one sight of me they can't endure
Nor dare I ever approach the door where dwells sweet Lovely Ann

So fare you well, I must away and leave you here behind me
And if you prove a loyal love then it's constant you will find me
For did I posess the Indian store I would part with all, and ten times more
All for the girl that I adore, she's called sweet Lovely Ann.

Recorded on Len Gaham's album "Ye Lovers All" (1984) from the singing of Rose McMannus - (words from the sleeve notes)