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 spent many happy days
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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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On the steep sides of Ben Lomond
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Where in purple hue the Highland hills we view
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And the moon glints out in the gloaming
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You’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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Where wild flowers spring and the wee birdies sing
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On the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond
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But the broken heart it kens nae second spring
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Though resigned we may be while we’re greetin'
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You’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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You’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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On the bonnie bonnie banks
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On the bonnie bonnie banks
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On the bonnie bonnie banks
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On the bonnie bonnie banks
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On the bonnie bonnie banks
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On the bonnie bonnie banks
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On the bonnie bonnie banks
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On the bonnie bonnie banks
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On the bonnie bonnie banks
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Oh-oh
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Oh-oh-oh
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Oh-oh
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Oh-oh-oh
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Oh-oh
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Oh-oh-oh
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Oh-oh
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On the bonnie bonnie banks
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On the bonnie bonnie banks
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On the bonnie bonnie banks
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On the bonnie bonnie banks
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On the bonnie bonnie banks |