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