| By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
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| Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,
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| Where me and my true love were ever wont to gae,
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| On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
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| O ye’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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| 'Twas there that we parted, in yon shady glen,
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| By the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond,
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| Where, in purple hue, the highland hills we view,
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| And the sun coming out in the gloaming. |