Ye Banks and Braes - The Real McKenzies

ye banks &braes of bonnie doon,

how can ye bloom sae fresh &fair

how can ye chant ye tiny wee birds

and i sae weary &nae full o’care

ye break me heart;

ye birds that sing

that warble through the flowery thorn

ye remind me of a departed joy

departed forever tae never return

i’ve often roamed by bonnie doon

to walk by the ocean, the wind &the sky

and like the birdees that sing o’their love,

sae fondly say did i of mine

with lightsome heart i spied a rose

so sweet and aglow on thorny tree

and my false love did steal that rose

and all she left me was but a thorn