[04:32.00]Ye banks and braes o' bonnie doon
[04:32.00] How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
[04:32.00] How can ye chant ye little birds
[04:32.00] And i sae weary full o' care?
[04:32.00]
[04:32.00] Ye'll break my heart ye warbling birds
[04:32.00] That wanton through the flowery thorn
[04:32.00] Ye 'mind me o' departed joys
[04:32.00] Departed never to return
[04:32.00]
[04:32.00] Oft hae i roved by bonnie doon
[04:32.00] To see the rose and woodbine twine
[04:32.00] And ilka bird sang o' its love
[04:32.00] And fondly sae did i o' mine
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[04:32.00] Wi' lightsome heart i pulled a rose
[04:32.00] Full sweet upon its thorny tree
[04:32.00] And my false lover stole my rose
[04:32.00] But ah she left the thorn wi' me