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How blithe was I each morn tae see
My lass come o'er yon hill
She tripped the burn and ran tae me
I met her wi' good will
Oh the broom, the bonnie, bonnie broom
The broom o' the cowdenknowes
Fain would I be in my ain country
Herding my father's yows
Hard fate that I should banished be
Gone way o'er hill and moor
Because I loved the fairest lass
That ever yet was born
Oh the broom, the bonnie, bonnie broom
The broom o' the cowdenknowes
Fain would I be in my ain country
Herding my father's yows
Farewell, ye cowdenknowes, farewell
Farewell all pleasures there
To wonder by her side again
Is all I crave or care
Oh the broom, the bonnie, bonnie broom
The broom o' the cowdenknowes
Fain would I be in my ain country
Herding my father's yows
Farewell, ye cowdenknowes, farewell
Farewell all pleasures there
To wonder by her side again
Is all I crave or care
Oh the broom, the bonnie, bonnie broom
The broom o' the cowdenknowes
Fain would I be in my ain country
Herding my father's yows
Oh the broom, the bonnie, bonnie broom
The broom o' the cowdenknowes
Fain would I be in my ain country
Herding my father's yows
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- Live Again
- So Many Partings
- The Best of Silly Wizard
- Wild & Beautiful
- Live Wizardry: The Best of Silly Wizard in Concert
- A Celtic Tapestry, Volume 2
- A Celtic Tapestry, Vol. 2
- Celtic Love Songs
- A Glint of Silver
- Joyful Noise: Celtic Favorites From Green Linnet
- Celtic Legends of Scotland and Ireland
- The Early Years
- Celtic Spirit of Scotland
- The Rough Guide to Scottish Folk
- Transatlantic Folk Box Set
- Celtic Myths: Ballads and Songs of Scotland and Ireland
- Golden, Golden