By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond Where me and my true love will ne-er meet again On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond. O you'll take the high road and I'll take the low road And I'll be in Scotland afore ye For me and my true love will ne-er meet again On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond. 'Twas there that we parted in yon shady glen On the steep, steep sides o' Ben Lomond Where deep in purple hue, the hieland hills we view And the moon comin' out in the gloamin'. The wee birdies sing and the wild flowers spring And in sunshine the waters are sleeping But the broken heart, it kens nae second spring again Tho' the waeful may cease frae their greeting.