Ye Banks and Braes

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