| You’ll take the high road and I’ll take the low road
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| And I’ll be in Scotland afore ye
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| Where me and my true love will never meet again
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
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| Where wild flowers spring and the wee birdies sing
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| On the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond
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| But the broken heart it kens nae second spring
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| Though resigned we may be while we’re greetin'
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| You’ll take the high road and I’ll take the low road
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| And I’ll be in Scotland afore ye
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| Where me and my true love will never meet again
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
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| You’ll take the high road and I’ll take the low road
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| And I’ll be in Scotland afore ye
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| Where me and my true love will never meet again
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks
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| Oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks
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| On the bonnie bonnie banks |