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Annie Laurie

Maxwelton's braes are bonnie,
Where early fa's the dew,
And 'twas 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 throat 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 th'gowan lying,
Is th' fa' o'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 a' the world to me,
And for bonnie Annie Laurie,
I'd lay me doon and dee.