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By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes, |
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Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond, |
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Where me and my true love were ever wont to gae, |
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On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond. |
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O ye'll take the high road, and I'll take the low road, |
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And I'll be in Scotland afore ye, |
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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 Lomond. |
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'Twas there that we parted, in yon shady glen, |
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By the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond, |
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Where, in purple hue, the highland hills we view, |
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And the sun coming out in the gloaming. |
