By Yon Bonnie Banks
John Mcdermott
By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on loch lomon
Where me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of loch lomon
Oh, yell tak the high road and Ill tak the low,
And Ill be in scotland afore ye;
For me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of loch lomon
twas there that we parted in yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep sides o ben lomon
Where in a purple hue the heilan hills we view,
An the moon comin out in the gloamin.
Oh, yell tak the high road and Ill tak the low road,
And Ill be in scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of loch lomon
The wee birdies sing and the wild flowers spring
And in sunshine the waters are sleepin
But the broken heart it kens nae second spring again
Tho the waefu may cease frae their greetin.
Oh, yell tak the high road and Ill tak the low road,
And Ill be in scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love will never meet again.
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of loch lomon
