Annie Laurie

1 Maxwelton's braes are bonnie,
Where early fa's the dew;
And t'was 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 down and dee.

2 Her brow is like the snawdrift,
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 down and dee.

3 Like dew on the gowans 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 down and dee.

Source: Sacred and Secular Selections: for gentlemen's voices #124