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ye banks & braes of bonnie doon, how can ye bloom sae fresh & fair how can ye chant ye tiny wee birds and i sae weary & nae full o' care ye break me heart; ye birds that sing that warble through the flowery thorn ye remind me of a departed joy departed forever tae never return i've often roamed by bonnie doon to walk by the ocean, the wind & the sky and like the birdees that sing o' their love, sae fondly say did i of mine with lightsome heart i spied a rose so sweet and aglow on thorny tree and my false love did steal that rose and all she left me was but a thorn [Repeat 2nd Verse] |
