Little Annie (When the Springtime Comes Again) - Tim O'Brien

Once more little Annie I must leave you

We shall part at the end of the lane

For you promised me little Annie

You’d be waiting when the springtime comes again

When the springtime comes o’er the mountains

And the wild flowers scatter o’er the plains

I shall watch for the leaves to return to the trees

And I’ll be waiting when the springtime comes again

When the sun shines down on the mountains

And the wild sheep wandering all alone

And the birds and the bees are a humming

Makes me think the springtime won’t be very long

When the springtime comes o’er the mountains

And the wild flowers scatter o’er the plains

I shall watch for the leaves to return to the trees

And I’ll be waiting when the springtime comes again

Now the springtime has come little Annie

I am on my wayas sung by to the lane

For you promised me little Annie

You’d be waiting when the springtime comes again

When the springtime comes o’er the mountains

And the wild flowers scatter o’er the plains

I shall watch for the leaves to return to the trees

And I’ll be waiting when the springtime comes again