Annie Laurie

Maxwelton's braes are bonnie,

Where early fa's the dew,

And it's there that Annie Laurie

Gave me her promise true.

Gave me her promise true,

Which ne'er forgot will be,

And for bonnie Annie Laurie

I'd lay me doon and dee.

Her brow is like the snowdrift,

Her neck is like the swans,

Her face it is the fairest,

That 'er the sun shone on.

That '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' o' 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.