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 
Which never forgot will be 
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 dark blue is her eye 
And for bonnie Annie Laurie 
I would lay me down and die. 

Like dew on the gowan lying 
Is the fall of her fairy feet 
And like the winds in summer sighing 
Her voice is low and sweet. 

Her voice is low and sweet 
And she's all the world to me 
And for bonnie Annie Laurie 
I'd lay me down and die.