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Ye banks and braes o' Bonnie Doon

How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?

How can ye chant, ye little birds

And I’m sae weary, fu' o' care!

Ye’ll break my heart, ye warbling birds

That wanton through the flow’ring thorn

Ye mind me o' departed joys

Departed, never to return

Oft I have rove by bonnie doon

To see the rose of woodbine twine;

And ilka bird sang of its love

And fondly sae did I o' mine

Wi' lightsome heart I put a rose

Full sweet upon the thorny tree

But my false lover stole my rose

And ah, she left the thorn wi' me

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