| Beyon' bonny banks and beyon' bonny braes,
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| Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,
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| For me and my true love will never meet again,
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| On a bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
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| Oh, you’ll take the high road and I’ll take the low road,
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| I’ll be in Scotland afore you,
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| For me amd my true love will never meet again,
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| On a bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
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| 'Twas there that we parted in yon shady glen,
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| On steep, steep side of Ben Lomond,
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| Where in soft purple hue the highland hills we wiew,
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| And the moon comin' out in the gloamin'
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| The wee bird may sing when the flowers are in spring,
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| And in sunshine the waters be sleeping,
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| But broken heart it cans no second spring again,
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| Thoe the waefu mae seas all their greetings |