Annie Laurie

Maxwelton braes are bonnie Where early falls the dew And it was there that Annie Laurie Gave me her promise true Gave me her promise true Which never forgot will be And for bonnie Annie Laurie I would lay me down and die. Her brow is like the snowdrift Her neck is like the swans Her face it is the fairest That ever the sun shone on. That ever the sun shone on And dark blue is her eye And for bonnie Annie Laurie I would lay me down and die. Like dew on the gowan lying Is the fall of her fairy feet And like the winds in summer sighing Her voice is low and sweet. Her voice is low and sweet And she's all the world to me And for bonnie Annie Laurie I'd lay me down and die.