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 won't to gae
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond

Ye'll tak the high road and I'll tak the low road
I'll be in Scotland before ye
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond

Too sad we parted in yon shady glen
On the steep, steep sides of Ben Lomond
Where in soft purple hue, the hieland hills we view
And the moon coming out in the gloaming

The wee birdies sing and the wildflowers spring
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping
But the broken heart it kens nae second spring again
Though the waeful may cease frae their grieving