Annabelle [Dutch translation]

Lease twenty acres and one jenny mule

From the Alabama Trust

Half of the cotton, third of the corn

Get a handful of dust

[Chorus]

We cannot have all things to please us

No matter how we try

'Til 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

I didn't want to ever hear her cry

[Chorus]

When I'm dead and buried

I'll take a hard life of tears

Everyday I've ever known

Anna's in the churchyard

She's got no life at all

She's only got these words on a stone

[Chorus]