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Aft have I roam'd by bonny Doon,
To see the rose and woodbine twine,
Whar ilka bird sang of its love,
And sae did I wi’ glee of mine.
Wi' lightsome heart I pu’d a rose,
The sweetest on its thorny tree,
But my false love has stown the rose,
And oh she’s left the thorn wi’ me!
To see the rose and woodbine twine,
Whar ilka bird sang of its love,
And sae did I wi’ glee of mine.
Wi' lightsome heart I pu’d a rose,
The sweetest on its thorny tree,
But my false love has stown the rose,
And oh she’s left the thorn wi’ me!
HIGHLAND HARRY.
My Harry was a gallant gay,
Fu' stately strode he on the plain;
But now he's banish’d far away,
I’ll never see him back again.
O for him back again,
O for him back again,
I wad gi'e a' Knockhaspie’s land,
For highland Harry back again.
Fu' stately strode he on the plain;
But now he's banish’d far away,
I’ll never see him back again.
O for him back again,
O for him back again,
I wad gi'e a' Knockhaspie’s land,
For highland Harry back again.
Whan a' the lave gae to their bed,
I wander dowie up the glen;
I sit me down and greet my fill,
And ay I wish him back again.
O for him, &c.
I wander dowie up the glen;
I sit me down and greet my fill,
And ay I wish him back again.
O for him, &c.
O were some villains hangit high,
And ilka body had their ain;
Then I might see the joyfu’ sight,
And ilka body had their ain;
Then I might see the joyfu’ sight,
