Annabelle lyrics

Artist  : Welch gillian 
Song : Annabelle
 
Leased twenty acres 
And one jimmy mule 
From the Alabama Trust 
Half of cotton, third of corn 
Get a hand full of dust 
 
We cannot have all things pleasin' 
No matter how we try 
Until we've all gone to Jesus 
We can only wonder why 
 
I had a daughter 
Called her Annabelle 
She's the apple of my eye 
Tried to give her something like I never had 
Didn't want to ever hear her cry 
 
We cannot have all things pleasing 
No matter how we try 
Until we've all gone to Jesus 
We can only wonder why 
 
When I'm dead and buried 
I'll take a hard life of tears 
Every day I've ever known 
Anna's in the churchyard  
She's got no life at all 
She only got these words on stone: 
 
We cannot have all things pleasing 
No matter how we try 
Until we've all gone to Jesus 
We can only wonder why