Ben J W Anthony - Ye Banks And Braes

Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair
How can ye chant, ye little birds
And I sae weary, full o' care
Ye'll break my heart, ye warbling birds
That wantons through the flowery thorn
Ye mind me o' departed joys
Departed, never to return
Ye'll break my heart, ye warbling birds
That wantons through the flowery thorn
Ye mind me o' departed joys
Departed, never to return
Oft have I roved by bonnie Doon
To see the rose and woodbine twine
And ilka bird sang o' its love
And fondly sae did I o' mine
Wi' lightsome heart I pulled a rose
Fu' sweet upon its thorny tree
But my first lover stole my rose
And Ah! she left the thorn wi' me
Wi' lightsome heart I pulled a rose
Fu' sweet upon its thorny tree
But my first lover stole my rose
And Ah! she left the thorn wi' me
Wi' lightsome heart I pulled a rose
Fu' sweet upon its thorny tree
But my first lover stole my rose
And Ah! she left the thorn wi' me

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