By yon bonnie banks, and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,
Where me and my true love were ever want to gae,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.

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Oh! ye'll tak' the high road and I'll tak' the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland before ye:
But me and my true love will never meet again,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.

'Twas there that we parted, in yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep side o' Ben Lomond,
Where, in purple hue, the Hielan' hills we view,
And the moon comin' out in the gloamin'.
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The wee birdies sing and the wild flowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters are sleepin',
But the broken heart will ken nae second spring again,
Tho' the waefu' may cease frae their greetin.
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