Annie Laurie
1
Maxwellton's braes are bonnie,
Where early fa's the dew,
And't was there that Annie Laurie
Gave me her promise true;...
Which ne'er forgot will be,
And for bonnie Annie Laurie
I'd lay me doon and dee.
2
Her brow is like the snowdrift,
Her throat is like the swan,
Her face is the fairest
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.
3
Like 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;...
And she's a' the world to me,
And for bonnie Annie Laurie,
I'd lay me doon and dee.
