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INSTRUMENTAL VERSION
Maxwellton braes are bonnie,
Where early fa's the dew,
An' it's there that Annie Laurie
Gi'ed me her promise true,
Gi'ed me her promise true,
Which ne'er forgot will be,
And for bonnie Annie Laurie,
I'd lay me doon an' dee.
Her brow is like the snowdrift,
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 eye,
But for bonnie Annie Laurie,
I'd lay me doon an' dee.
Like dew on the gowan lying,
Is the fa' o' her fairy feet;
An' like winds in a summer sighin',
Her voice is low an' sweet,
Her voice is low an sweet,
An' she's a' the world to me,
And for bonnie Annie Laurie,
I'd lay me doon and dee.
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