Annies's Lover
Annie's lover was a big ol' man, he wa sa farming man
Never spent much time worrying Â'bout the people
In the big big city
'Cause all he did know Â'bout was the cows and the chickens
And the pigs and the horses and the sheep and the goats
And the ducks, they fly
Sat on the hill side, playing his guitar
Watching the whole thing come down in a harmony
Annie's lover was a big ol' man, he was an African man
He walked a lot and looked around and saw everything
That his eyes could see
'Cause all he did know Â'bout was the cows and the chickens
And the pigs and the horses and the sheep and the goats
And the trees and the waters and the fields and the mountains
And the blue sky and the big clouds
And the dogs they fly
Sat on the hill side, playing his guitar
Watching the whole thing come down in a harmony
O Amante da Annie
O amante da Annie era um cara grandão, ele era um homem do campo
Nunca se preocupou muito com as pessoas
Na grande, grande cidade
Porque tudo que ele sabia era sobre as vacas e as galinhas
E os porcos e os cavalos e as ovelhas e as cabras
E os patos, que voam
Sentado na ladeira, tocando sua guitarra
Vendo tudo descer em harmonia
O amante da Annie era um cara grandão, ele era um homem africano
Ele andava bastante, olhava ao redor e via tudo
Que seus olhos podiam ver
Porque tudo que ele sabia era sobre as vacas e as galinhas
E os porcos e os cavalos e as ovelhas e as cabras
E as árvores e as águas e os campos e as montanhas
E o céu azul e as grandes nuvens
E os cães que voam
Sentado na ladeira, tocando sua guitarra
Vendo tudo descer em harmonia