Verse 1:
EmC
We lease twenty acres and one Ginny mule
B7Em
>From the Alabama trust
EmC
For half of the cotton and a third of the corn
B7Em
We get a handful of dust
Chorus:
CGDEm
We cannot have all things to please us, no matter how we try
CGDEmCDEm
Until we've all gone to Jesus, we can only wonder why
Verse 2:
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
(Chorus)
Verse 3:
When I'm dead and buried I'll take a hard life of tears
>From every day I've ever known
Anna's in the churchyard she got no life at all
She only got these words on a stone
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