Florrie Forde — Anona

[Verse 1] 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, black as night Had this pretty little Arizonian Indian maiden All the chiefs who knew her, came to woo her, for her pined To marry she declined, at last she changed her mind It was 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 serenade By campfires gleaming, of you I'm dreaming Anona my sweet Indian maid