In the Western state of Arizona lived an indian maid She was called the beautiful Anona so 'tis said Graceful as a fawn was she, just as sweet as she could be Eyes so bright, dark as night, Had this pretty little Arizonian indian maid All the chiefs who knew her, came to woo her, for her pined To marry she declined, at last she changed her mind But 'twas not a chief so grand who won her heart and hand But a warrior bold who wooed her with a song
Chorus: My sweet Anona, in Arizona There is no other maid I'd seranade By camp fires gleaming - of you I'm dreaming Anona my sweet indian maid
When her father heard that his Anona loved this youthful brave Straightway he said he would disown her, things looked grave She must marry 'heap big chief', sweet Anona hid her grief Ran away, so they say, And got married to the man she loved without delay Then her father sought her, never caught her, till one day When two years passed away, they both came back to stay Then the Chief declared a truce when they named their young papoose After him and to his grandchild he would say. ============================== Written and composed by Vivian Grey & Robert A. King - 1903 Performed by Florrie Forde (1876-1940) Performed by Maidie Scott (1887-1966)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
