Lyrics

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 Arizona 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,

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 serenade;

By camp-fires gleaming, of you I'm dreamng,

Anona, my sweet Indian maid.

When her father heard that his Anona,

Loved the youthful brave;

Straight-a-way 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 delaying.

Then her father sought he,

Never caught her,

Till one day,

When two years passed away,

They both came back ot stay,

Then the chief declared a truce, when they named their young papoose,

After him and to his grand-child he would sing:

(Chorus)

External links

• "Anona", Henry Burr
  Henry Burr
  Henry Burr was a Canadian singer of popular songs from the early 20th century, an early radio performer and producer...
  
   (Columbia Phonograph Co. 32316, c. 1903)—Cylinder Preservation and Digitization Project.
• "Anona", Mabel McKinley (Edison Amberol 150, 1909)—Cylinder Preservation and Digitization Project.