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'
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By Yon Bonnie Banks
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| John McDermott |
