By yon bonnie banks, and by yon bonnie braes,

Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,

There me and my true love spent mony happy days,

On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.

 

Chorus :

O ye'll tak' the high road, an' I'll tak' the low road,

And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;

But me and my true love will never meet again,

On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.

 

'Twas there that we parted in yon bonnie glen,

On the steep, steep side o' Ben Lomond,

Where in purple hue the Highland hills we view,

And the moon glints out in the gloamin'.

 

There the wild flowers spring, and the wee birdies sing,

And in sunshine the waters are sleepin',

But the broken heart it ken nae second spring,

Though resigned we may be while we're greetin'.