Aunt Molly Jackson of Eastern Kentucky did a version of this song under the name Archie D. The tune is completely different from the one used today. I imagine there are not many American versions under the name Annachie though. https://archive.org/details/AFC19390123337A Archie D, Child 239 Anachie Gordon Archie, D was beautiful, and easy, on the eye He tempted, all the women, they could not, pass him by He tempted, every woman, Just as, he tempted me I’ll die if, I don’t get, my love, Archie D Up spake, her old father, as he walked, by the door Oh Jean, you’re a-playing, the tricks of, a whore You are caring, for a man, that cares little, for thee You must marry, Bill Shelton, and forget, Archie D To marry, Bill Shelton, I’d rather, be dead I’d rather marry, my Archie, and beg, for my bread Oh Jean, you are foolish, you don’t understand Bill Shelton, has money, and a lot of, free land You’ll have money, for yourself Jean, and land and money, to give me But you’ll never, have nothing, if you marry, Archie D But I love Archie, and Archie he loves me I’ll die if I don’t get, my love Archie D Then up spoke her father, he spake in renown Saying cheer up my daughter, get on your wedding gown Go marry Bill Shelton, for ten thousand pounds Oh cheer up my darling, and get on your wedding gown Get ready my daughter, and go to town with me And marry Bill Shelton, And forget this Archie D I’ll marry no man, but my love Archie D For I dearly love Archie, and I know he loves me Yes I dearly love Archie, and I know he loves me I’ll die if I don’t get, my love Archie D Jean stepped in her chambers, and closed up her door Saying farewell dear father, you shall see me no more Archie may be drownded, in the blue briny sea I’ll die if I don’t get, my love Archie D I’m sure I can never, be Archie D’s wife So I have decided, to end my own life That evening Young Archie, Come home from the sea And asked one of his maidens, where Jeannie might be She has destroyed her life sir, because she loved thee She destroyed her life, for the love of Archie D Oh this is a pity, oh this is a sin Please take me to the chamber, that my darling died in Then she led him to the chamber, where Jean Gordon lay He kissed her pale lips, as cold as the clay Saying I always intended, to make her my wife Then he kneeled down by the side of her, and ended his own life
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