[00:02.61]By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
[00:07.87]Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,
[00:13.47]Where me and my true love were ever wont to gae,
[00:18.83]On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond
[00:30.08]Oh, ye'll tak the high road,
[00:33.61]and I'll tak the low road,
[00:35.52]And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
[00:41.09]But me and my true love will never meet again
[00:46.76]On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.
[00:53.26]'T was there that we parted in yon shady glen,
[00:58.65]On the steep, steep side o' Ben Lomond,
[01:04.26]Where in purple hue the Highland hills we view,
[01:09.54]And the moon coming out in the gloamin.
[01:21.19]Oh, ye'll tak the high road,
[01:24.73]and I'll tak the low road,
[01:27.33]And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
[01:32.46]But me and my true love will never meet again
[01:38.35]On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.
[02:06.27]There the wild flowers spring and the wee birdies sing,
[02:11.91]And in sunshine the waters are sleepin' ,
[02:17.92]But my broken heart it kens nae second spring again,
[02:24.38]Though the waefu may cease frae their greetin' .
[02:30.11]Oh, ye'll tak the high road,
[02:33.84]and I'll tak the low road,
[02:36.32]And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
[02:42.69]But me and my true love will never meet again
[02:52.12]On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.

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
Oh, ye'll tak the high road,
and I'll tak the low road,
And 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.
'T was there that we parted in yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep side o' Ben Lomond,
Where in purple hue the Highland hills we view,
And the moon coming out in the gloamin.
Oh, ye'll tak the high road,
and I'll tak the low road,
And 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.
There the wild flowers spring and the wee birdies sing,
And in sunshine the waters are sleepin' ,
But my broken heart it kens nae second spring again,
Though the waefu may cease frae their greetin' .
Oh, ye'll tak the high road,
and I'll tak the low road,
And 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.