Ye Banks And Braes Lyrics

Ye Banks and Braes

(Robert Burns)

Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon

How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?

How can ye chaunt, ye little birds,

And I sae weary, fu' o' care.

Ye'll break my heart, ye warbling birds

That wanton through the flowery thorn,

Ye mind me o' departed joys,

Departed, never to return.

Oft hae I roved by bonnie Doon

To see the rose and woodbine twine,Burns Robert - Ye Banks And Braes - http://motolyrics.com/burns-robert/ye-banks-and-braes-lyrics.html

And ilka bird sang o' its love,

And fondly sae did I o' mine.

Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose

Fu' sweet upon its thorny tree

But my fause lover stole my rose,

And Ah! he left the thorn wi' me.

@love @river @Scots

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