ANNIE LAURIE

Maxwellton braes are bonnie, Where early fa's the dew, And 'twas there that Annie Laurie Gied me her promise true; Gied me her promise true, Which ne'er forgot shall be, And for bonnie Annie Laurie, I'd lay me doon and dee. Her brow is like the snaw-flake, 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'd lay me doon and dee. Like dew on the gowan lying, Is the fa' of her fairy feet; And like winds in 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'd lay me doon and dee.