Lochlo

      By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes
     Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond
     Where me and my true love were ever wont to gae
     On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond

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     Oh ye'll tak the high road and ye'll tak the low road
     an' I'll be in Scotland afore ye,
     but me and my true love will never meet again
     On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond

    'Twas there that we parted in yon shady glen,
     On the steep, steep sides of Ben Lomond,
     Where deep in purple hue the Highland hills we view,
     And the moon coming out in the gloamin'.

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     The wee birdies sing and the wild flowers spring,
     And in sunshine the waters lie sleeping,
     But the broken heart will ken, nae second spring again,
     Though the waefull may cease frae their greeting.

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