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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bobby Darin
Vocals
Richard Behrke
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerry Bock
Songwriter
Sheldon Harnick
Songwriter
Richard Behrke
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ahmet Ertegun
Producer
Herb Abramson
Producer
Songtexte
Alone in the world was poor little Anne
As sweet a young child as you'd find.
Her parents had gone to their final reward
Leavin' their baby behind.
(Did you hear?)
This poor little child was only nine years of age
when mother and dad went away;
Still brav-el-y worked
At the one thing she knew
To earn her few pennies a day.
She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers,
Flowers for ladies of fashion to wear;
She made artificial flowers, you know those artificial flowers,
Fashions from Annie's despair.
With paper and shears, with some wire and wax
She made up each tulip and mum.
As snowflakes drifted into her tenement room
Her baby little fingers grew numb.
From makin' artificial flowers, those artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of high fashion to wear.
She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Made from Annie's despair.
They found little Annie all covered in ice
Still clutchin' her poor frozen shears
Amidst all the blossoms she had fashioned by hand
And watered with all her young tears.
There must be a heaven where little Annie can play
In heavenly gardens and bowers.
And instea-a-ad of a halo she'll wear 'round her head
A garland of genuine flowers.
No more artificial flowers;
Throw away those artificial flowers,
Flowers for ladies of society to wear.
Throw away those artificial flowers,
Those dumb-dumb flowers,
Fashioned from Annie's,
Fashioned from A-a-a-annie's
Des-pa-a-a-air.
(Give her the real thing!)
Writer(s): Sheldon Harnick, Lewis Bock Jerrold
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