paroles de chanson Gentle Annie - Kate & Anna McGarrigle
                                                Thou 
                                                wilt 
                                                come 
                                                no 
                                                more 
                                                gentle 
                                                Annie
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                the 
                                                flower, 
                                                who's 
                                                spirit 
                                                did 
                                                depart
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                has 
                                                come 
                                                and 
                                                gone 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                many
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                have 
                                                bloomed 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                springtime 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                heart
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shall 
                                                    I 
                                                never 
                                                more 
                                                behold 
                                                thee?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                hear 
                                                thy 
                                                laughing 
                                                voice 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                springtime 
                                                comes 
                                                gentle 
                                                Annie
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                wild 
                                                flowers 
                                                are 
                                                scattered 
                                                o'er 
                                                the 
                                                plains
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                did 
                                                love 
                                                and 
                                                roam 
                                                midst 
                                                the 
                                                bowers
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                thy 
                                                downy 
                                                cheeks 
                                                were 
                                                in 
                                                their 
                                                bloom
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                    I 
                                                walk 
                                                alone 
                                                midst 
                                                the 
                                                flowers
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                they 
                                                mingle 
                                                their 
                                                perfume 
                                                o'er 
                                                thy 
                                                tomb
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shall 
                                                we 
                                                never 
                                                more 
                                                behold 
                                                thee?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                hear 
                                                thy 
                                                laughing 
                                                voice 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                springtime 
                                                comes 
                                                gentle 
                                                Annie
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                wild 
                                                flowers 
                                                are 
                                                scattered 
                                                o'er 
                                                the 
                                                plains
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Green Green Rocky Road
2 Forever And The Same
3 (Talk to Me Of) Mendocino
4 Gentle Annie
5 Schooldays
6 Allez-vous-en
7 Young Love
8 Year of the Dragon
9 Baltimore Fire
10 Johnny's Gone to Hilo
11 Time on My Hands
12 Goodnight Sweetheart
13 Bon Voyage
14 Skip Rope Song
15 Alice Blue Gown
16 Porte en arrière
17 What'll I Do
18 Dig My Grave
19 Cool River
20 Heartburn
21 NaCl (Sodium Chloride)
22 What'll I Do?
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