Annie Laurie   Annie Laurie Maxwelton’s braes are bonnie, Where early fa’s the dew, Twas 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 down and dee. Her brow is like the snaw-drift, Her neck is like the swan, Her face … Weiterlesen →