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Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon |
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How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair |
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How can ye chant, ye little bird |
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Well I sae weary, fu' o' care |
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Oh you break my he'rt, y' warbling bird |
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That wantons thro' the flowering thorn |
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Ye minds me o' departed joys |
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Departed, never to return |
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Aft hae I rov'd by bonnie Doon |
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To see the rose and woodbine twine |
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And ilka bird sang o' its luve |
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And fondly sae did I o' mine |
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Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose |
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Fu' sweet upon its thorny tree |
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And my fause Lover stole my rose |
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But ah! he left the thorn wi' me |
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Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon |
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How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair |
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How can ye chant, ye little bird |
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Well I sae weary, fu' o' care |
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Oh you break my he'rt, y' warbling bird |
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That wantons thro' the flowering thorn |
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Ye minds me o' departed joys |
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Departed, never to return |
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Ye minds me o' departed joys |
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Departed, never to return |