Annie Laurie
Max Welton's braes are bonnie
Where early falls the dew
And 'twas there that Annie Laurie
Gave me her promise true.
Gave me her promise true
That ne'er forgot shall be
And for Bonnie Annie Laurie
I'd lay me doon and dee.
Her brow is like the snowdrift
Her nape is like the swan
And her face it is the fairest
That 'ere the sun shone on.
That 'ere the sun shone on
And dark blue is her E'e
And for Bonnie Annie Laurie
I'd lay me doon and dee.
Like the dew on the Gowan Lion
Is the fall of 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 all the world to me
And for Bonnie Annie Laurie
I'd lay me doon and dee.