Annie Laurie

Annie Laurie - Slim Whitman

Maxwelton braes are bonnie

Where early falls the dew

And it was there that Annie Laurie

Gave me her promise true

Gave me her promise true

And for bonnie Annie Laurie

I would lay me down and die

Her brow is like the snowdrift

Her neck is like the swans

Her face it is the fairest

That ever the sun shone on

That ever the sun shone on

And for bonnie Annie Laurie

I would lay me down and die

And for bonnie Annie Laurie

I'd lay me down and die

I'd lay me down and die