Anna Lucia
Paul A McHugh
Oh Anna Lucia, wont you please come home
The children are gone and the corn is long
Fish are jumping up in the pond
Oh Anna Lucia wont you please come home
Oh Anna Lucia, wont you please come home
The fields are green and the springs are alive
I long to see my reflection in your eye
Oh Anna Lucia wont you please come home
Oh Anna Lucia wont you please come home
I remember your auburn hair flying through the air
I remember burying you with such care
Oh Anna Lucia wont you please come home
Oh Anna Lucia wont you please come home
I'm going to the river and I'm getting in
Preacher calls it a mortal sin
But the sin is not rejoining you
I long to see your eyes deep blue
Oh Anna Lucia, I'm coming home
Oh Anna Lucia, I'm coming home