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By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes, |
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Where the sun shines bright on loch lomon' |
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Where me and my true love will never meet again |
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On the bonnie, bonnie banks of loch lomon' |
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Oh, ye'll tak' the high road and i'll tak' the low, |
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And i'll be in scotland afore ye; |
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For me and my true love will never meet again |
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On the bonnie, bonnie banks of loch lomon' |
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'twas there that we parted in yon shady glen, |
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On the steep, steep sides o' ben lomon' |
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Where in a purple hue the heilan' hills we view, |
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An the moon comin' out in the gloamin'. |
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Oh, ye'll tak' the high road and i'll tak' the low road, |
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And i'll be in scotland afore ye; |
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But me and my true love will never meet again |
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On the bonnie, bonnie banks of loch lomon' |
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The wee birdies sing and the wild flowers spring |
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And in sunshine the waters are sleepin' |
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But the broken heart it kens nae second spring again |
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Tho' the waefu' may cease frae their greetin'. |
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Oh, ye'll tak' the high road and i'll tak' the low road, |
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And i'll be in scotland afore ye; |
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But me and my true love will never meet again. |
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On the bonnie, bonnie banks of loch lomon' |
