DESCRIPTION:
Song written by Bill Tate
Performed by the band Skinner Stubbs
Appreciation is given for the song's artwork

Winter's snow is gone
Springtime's coming on
Sun pours down like honey on the golden fields
Out where the river flows
Beneath the weeping willows
There lies awaiting my darling Annie

She sees me and starts a coming
'Cross the field she's running
Hair blowing sweetly in the wind
Outstretched arms I've got her
Together 'gether laughing
Spinning round 'n' round in a spin of love

Oh Annie I worship the joy you bring
And Annie you're all that's ever been said of spring

Oh Annie I worship the joy you bring
And Annie you're all that's ever been said of spring

Hand in hand we go
Down by the weeping willows
Lying in the grass bed of love
Time drifts away
Together 'gether laughing
Lost forever in each other's arms

Oh Annie I worship the joy you bring
And Annie you're all that's ever been said of spring

Oh Annie my darling Annie
Annie my darling Annie