The Song Book No. 4/The Birks of Aberfeldy
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The Birks of Aberfeldy.
Now simmer blinks on flow'ry braes,
and o'er the crystal streamlet plays,
Come let us spend the lightsome days,
In the birks of Aberfeldy
and o'er the crystal streamlet plays,
Come let us spend the lightsome days,
In the birks of Aberfeldy
Bonnie lassie will ye go,
will ye go, will ye go,
Bonnie lassie will ye go,
to the birks of Aberfeldy,
will ye go, will ye go,
Bonnie lassie will ye go,
to the birks of Aberfeldy,
While o'er their heads the hazels hing,
the little birdies blithely sing,
Or lightly flit on wanton wing,
In the birks of Aberfeldy.
the little birdies blithely sing,
Or lightly flit on wanton wing,
In the birks of Aberfeldy.
The braes ascend like lofty wa's,
the foaming stream deep roaring fa's,
O'erhung wi' fragrant spreadiug shaws,
The birks of Aberfeldy.
the foaming stream deep roaring fa's,
O'erhung wi' fragrant spreadiug shaws,
The birks of Aberfeldy.
The hoary cliffs are crown'd wi' flowers,
white o'er the linns the burnie pours,
And rising weets wi' misty showers,
the birks of Aberfeldy.
white o'er the linns the burnie pours,
And rising weets wi' misty showers,
the birks of Aberfeldy.
Let Fortune's gifts at raudom flee,
they ne'er shall draw a wish from me
Supremely blest wi' love and the,
In the birks of Aberfeldy.
they ne'er shall draw a wish from me
Supremely blest wi' love and the,
In the birks of Aberfeldy.