Wonder why I feel so restless;
Moon is shinin' still and bright,
Cattle all is restin' easy,
But I just can't sleep tonight.
Ain't no cactus in my blankets,
Don't know why they feel so hard-
'Less it's Warblin' Jim a-singing
"Annie Laurie" out on guard.
"Annie Laurie"-wish he'd quit it!
Couldn't sleep now if I tried.
Makes the night seem big and lonesome,
And my throat feels sore inside.
How my Annie used to sing it!
And it sounded good and gay
Nights I drove her home from dances
When the east was turnin' gray.
Yes, "her brow was like the snowdrift"
And her eyes like quiet streams,
"And her face"-I still can see it
Much too frequent in my dreams;
And her hand was soft and trembly
That night beneath the tree,
When I couldn't help but tell her
She was "all the world to me."
But her folks said I was "shif'less,"
"Wild," "unsettled,"-they were right,
For I leaned to punchin' cattle
And I'm at it still tonight.
And she married young Doc Wilkins-
Oh, my Lord, I took it hard!
Wish that fool would quit his singing
"Annie Laurie" out on guard!
"Annie Laurie"-wish he'd quit it!
Couldn't sleep now if I tried.
Makes the night seem big and lonesome,
My throat feels sore inside.
Oh I just can't stand it thinkin'
Of the things that happened then.
Those good times, they're all apast me!
Never seem to come again-
My turn? Sure, I'll come a-runnin'.
Warm me up some coffee, pard-
But I'll stop that fool from singin'
"Annie Laurie" out on guard.
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