Annie Laurie

Annie Laurie: To Agnieszka

Maxwellton braes are bonnie,
Where early fa's the dew,
And 'twas there that Annie Laurie
Gied me her promise true,
Gied me her promise true,
Which n'er forgot shall be,
And for bonnie Annie Laurie
I'd lay me down an' dee.
Her brow is like the snawdrift,
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 lyin',
Is the fa' of her fairy feet,
And like winds in summer sighin',
Her voice is low and sweet,
Her voice is low and sweet,
And she's a' the world tae me,
And for bonnie Annie Laurie,
I'd lay me down and dee.