Annie Laurie

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Maxwellton's braes are bonnie,
   Where early fa's the dew,
   And 'twas ther that Annie Laurie
   Gi'ed me her promise true,
   Gi'ed 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 snawdrift,
   Her throat is like a 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 the dew on th' gowan lying,
   Is the fa' o' the' 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.

 

Andreas Scholl