Folk & Traditional Song Lyrics www.traditionalmusic.co.uk She Lived Beside the Anner 
She Lived Beside the Anner 
She lived beside the Anner at the foot of Slievenaman, A gentle peasant girl with mild eyes like the dawn. Her lips were dewy rosebuds, her teeth of pearls rare, And a snowdrift 'neath a beechen bough Her neck and nut-brown hair. 
How pleasant was to meet her on Sunday when the bell Was filling with its mellow tones lone wood and grassy dell. And when at eve young maidens strayed the river bank along The widow's brown-haired daughter was loveliest of the throng. 
Ah, cold and well nigh callous this weary heart has grown For thy helpless fate, dear Ireland, and for sorrows of my own Yet a tear my eye will moisten when by Anner side I stray For the lily of the mountain foot that withered far away. 
Irish, from the verses by Charles Joseph Kickham (1826-1882) collected by Herbert Hughes, Irish Country Songs, Vol.4 
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