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Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond.
Where me and my true love will ever want to gae,
On the Bonnie, Bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
O, you'll take the high road, and I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland before ye.
But me and my true love will never meet again on the Bonnie, Bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
'Twas there that we parted in yon shady glen,
On the step, step side of Ben Lomond.
Where, deep in purple hue, the Highland hills we view,
And the moon coming out in the gloaming.
O, you'll take the high road, and I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland before ye.
But me and my true love will never meet again on the Bonnie, Bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
The wee birdies sing and the wid flowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters lie sleeping.
But the broken hearted kens, nae second spring again,
Through the warful cease frae their greeting.
O, you'll take the high road, and I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland before ye.
But me and my true love will never meet again