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ANNIE LAURIE.
Words byMr. Douglas of Fingland. Key-note C.
Maxwelton braes are bonnie, Where early fa's the dew, And it's there that Annie Laurie Gied me her promise true; Gied me her promise true, Which ne'er forgot will be; And for bonnie Annie Laurie, I'd lay me down and dee.
Her brow is like the snaw-drift, Her neck 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.
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 down and dee.