LYRICS

Anna Feher

Lazlo Feher stole a stallion,
Stole it on the misty mountains
And they saw him and they caught him
And in iron chains they bound him.

News was brought to Anna Feher
That her brother was in prison
Bring me gold and six fine horses
And I'll buy my brother's freedom.

Judge. Oh! Judge please free my brother
I will give you gold and silver
I want neither gold nor silver
All I want is your sweet favours.

Sister. Sister Anna Feher,
Are you mad with grief and sorrow?
He will rob you of your flower
And he'll hang me from the gallows.

Anna Feher did not tell him,
Straight way to the judge went running
In his golden bed at midnight
There she heard the gallows groaning.

Sister. Sister Anna Feher,
Don't go looking for your brother
For in the great wood forest
There he hangs upon the gallows

Cursed be that judge so cruel!
Thirteen years may he lie bleeding!
Thirteen shelves of drugs won't heal him!
Thirteen doctors never can save him!

Traditional, adapted and arranged by Derroll Adams

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