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