Oh annan water's wondrous deep   And my love annie's wondrous bonny   I'm loathed that she should wet her feet   Because I love her best of any   Go saddle to me my bonny grey mare   Go saddle her soon and make her ready   For I must cross that river tonight   And all to see my bonny lady      And woe betide you annan water   At night you are a gloomy river   And over you I'll build a bridge   That never more true love may sever      He has ridden over field and fell   On moor and moss and many a mile   His spurs of steel were sore to bite   And from the mare's feet flew the fire   The mare flew over moss and moor   And when she'd won the annan water   She couldn't have ridden a furlong more   Had a thousand whips been laid upon her      And woe betide you annan water   At night you are a gloomy river   And over you I'll build a bridge   That never more true love may sever      Oh boatman come put up your boat   Put up your boat for gold and money   For I must cross that stream tonight   Or never more I'll see my annie   The sides are steep, the waters deep   From bank to brae the waters pouring   And your bonny grey mare she sweats for fear   She stands to hear the waters roaring      And woe betide you annan water   At night you are a gloomy river   And over you I'll build a bridge   That never more true love may sever      And he has tried to swim that stream   And he swam on both strong and steady   But the river was broad and strength did fail   And he never saw his bonny lady   Oh woe betide the willow wand   And woe betide the bush of briar   For it broke beneath the true lover's hand   When strength did fail and limbs did tire      And woe betide you annan water   At night you are a gloomy river   And over you I'll build a bridge   That never more true love may sever