| BONNIE BALLERINA |
| Skin so fair and light was her hair She wore a kilt and sash She'd dance for me tirelessly My bonnie Scottish lass She danced upon a tiny stage In a solitary spot Inside a bubble made of glass In the bottom of a bottle of scotch A music box tinkled a Scottish tune I remember it to this day For I heard it over and over again When I was a young girl at play I'd watch her for the longest time As she'd turn and jump and spin The music would stop and she would rest Until I was ready again I'd turn the key and she'd dance for me My bonnie Scottish lass Wiggling her pointed toes merrily In her bubble made of glass As I grew up I heard the tune And learned it was a song Maybe you have heard it too If so, please sing along... "Oh, you'll take the high road and I'll take the low road and I'll be in Scotland afore you But me and my true love will never meet again On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomand" |
| (c) 2004 Sheila W |
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