ANNIE LAURIE

Maxwellton braes are bonnie, Where early fa's the dew, And it's there that Annie Laurie Gi'ed me her promise true. Gi'ed me her promise true, Which ne'er forgot will be, And for bonnie Annie Laurie, I would lay me doon and dee. Her brow is like the snowdrift, Her neck is like the swan, Her face it is the fairest That e'er the sun shone on. That e'er the sun shone on, And dark blue is her e'e, And for bonnie Annie Laurie, I would lay me doon and dee. Like the dew on the gowan lying, Is the fa' o' her fairy feet, And like winds in the summer sighing, Her voice is low and sweet. Her voice is low and sweet, And she's a' the world to me, And for bonnie Annie Laurie, I would lay me doon and dee.