By yon bonnie banks an' by yon bonnie
braes
Whaur the sun shines bright on Loch
Lomond
Whaur me an' my true love will ne-er
meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch
Lomon'.
O ye'll tak' the high road, and Ah'll
tak' the low (road)
And Ah'll be in Scotlan' afore ye
Fir me an' my true love will ne-er
meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch
Lomon'.
'Twas there that we perted in yon
shady glen
On the steep, steep sides o' Ben
Lomon'
Whaur in (soft) purple hue, the
hielan hills we view
An' the moon comin' oot in the
gloamin’.
O ye'll tak' the high road, and Ah'll
tak' the low (road)
And Ah'll be in Scotlan' afore ye
Fir me an' my true love will ne-er
meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch
Lomon'.
The wee birdies sing an' the wild
flouers spring
An' in sunshine the waters are
sleeping
But the broken heart, it kens nae
second spring again
Tho' the waeful may cease frae their
greetin'.
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