Songs We Like to Sing

Published 1912 Annie Laurie Douglas of Fingland

Lady John Scott

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 down and dee.

Her brow is like the snaw drift,
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.

Like dew on th' gowan lying,
Is th' 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.