Annie's lover was a big old man, he was a farming man Never spent much time worried 'bout the people in the big, big city 'Cos all he did know 'bout was the cows and the chickens And the pigs and the horses And the ducks that fly Sat on a hill-side playing his guitar Watching the whole thing come down in harmony
Annie's lover was a big old man, he was an African man Looked around saw, saw everything that his eyes could see 'Cos all he did know 'bout was the cows and the chickens And the pigs and the horses And the blue skies And the green fields And the ducks that fly Sat on the hill-side playing his guitar Watching the whole thing come down in harmony
Annie's lover was a big old man, he was a farming man Never spent much time worried 'bout the people in the big, big city 'Cos all he did know 'bout was the cows and the chickens And the pigs and the horses And the blue skies And the green fields And the ducks that fly Sat on the hill side playing his guitar Watching the whole thing come down in harmony