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Ye banks and Braes x2

Ye banks and braes o' bonnie DoonHow ye can bloom so fresh and fair

How can ye chant ye little birdsAnd I sae weary fu' o' care

Ye'll break my heart ye warbling birdsThat wantons thro' the flowering thorn

Ye mind me o' departed joysDeparted never to return

Oft hae I rov'd by bonnie DoonTo see the rose and woodbine twine

And ilka bird sang o' its loveAnd fondly sae did I o' mine

Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a roseFu' sweet upon its thorny tree

But my false lover stole my roseBut ah! She left the thorn wi' me

Westering Home x3 in chorus

Westering home and a song in the airLight in the eye and its good by to careLaughter o love and a welcoming there

Isle of my heart my own land

Tell me a tale of the Orient gayTell me of riches that come from Cathay

Ah but it's grand to be waken at dayAnd find oneself nearer to Islay

And it's westering home with a song in the airLight of me eye and it's goodbye to care

Laughter and love are a welcoming therePride of my heart my own love

Where are the folks like the folks of the westCanty and couthy and kindly, our best

There I would hie me and there I would restAt home with my own folks in Islay



Now I'm at home and at home I do layDreaming of riches that come from Cathay

I'll hop a good ship and be on my wayAnd bring back my fortune to Islay



My Love is like a red red Rose x2

Oh, my love is like a red, red roseThat's newly sprung in JuneOh, my love is like a melodyThat's sweetly played in tune

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,So deep in love am I

And I will love thee still, my dear,Till all the seas gang dry.

Till all the seas gang dry, my dear,Till all the seas gang dry

And I will love thee still, my dear,Till all the seas gang dry.

'Til all the seas gang dry my, my dearAnd the rocks melt with the sun

And I will love thee still, my dearWhile the sands of life shall runBut faretheewell, my only love

Oh, faretheewell a whileAnd I will come again, my loveTho' 't were ten thousand mile

Tho' 't were ten thousand mile, my loveTho' 't were ten thousand mile

And I will come again, my loveTho' 't were ten thousand mile.

Loch Lomond x3

By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braesWhere the sun shines bright on Loch LomondMe and my true love were ever wont to gae

On the bonny, bonny banks of Loch Lomond

ChorusYe'll tak' the high road and I'll tak the low road

And I'll be in Scotland afore yeBut me and my true love will never meet againOn the bonny, bonny banks of Loch Lomond

'Twas there that we parted in yon shady glenOn the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond

Where in the purple hue the hieland hills we viewAnd the moon coming out in the gloaming

The wee birdies sing and the wild flowers springAnd in sunshine the waters are sleeping

But the broken heart it kens nae second spring againAnd the waefu' may cease frae their greetin'

Sweet Afton x3

Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise; My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,

Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.

Thou stock-dove whose echo resounds thro' the glen, Ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny den,

Thou green-crested lapwing, thy screaming forebear, I charge you disturb not my slumbering fair.

How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills,

There daily I wander as noon rises high My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye.

How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow;

There oft as mild Ev'ning weeps over the lea The sweet scented birk shades my Mary and me.

Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides, How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave,

As gathering sweet flow'rets she stems thy clear wave.

Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays,

My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.

Skye Boat Song x3

Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wingOnward the sailors cry.

Carry the lad that's born to be kingOver the sea to Skye

Loud the wind howlsloud the waves roar

Thunderclaps rend the airBaffled our foes

stand by the shoreFollow they will not dare



Many's the lad fought on that dayWell the claymore did wield

When the night camesilently lain

Dead on Colloden field



Though the waves heavesoft will ye sleep

Ocean's a royal bedRocked in the deep

Flora will keepWatch by your weary head



Caledonia as written

I don't know if you can seeThe changes that have come over meIn these last few days I've been afraid

That I might drift awaySo I've been telling old stories, singing songsThat make me think about where I came from

And that's the reason why I seemSo far away today

Oh, but let me tell you that I love youThat I think about you all the time

Caledonia you're calling meAnd now I'm going home

If I should become a strangerYou know that it would make me more than sad

Caledonia's been everythingI've ever had

Oh and I have moved and I've kept on movingProved the points that I needed proving

Lost the friends that I needed losingFound others on the way

Oh and I have tried and kept on tryingStolen dreams yes there's no denying

I have travelled far with conscience flyingSomewhere with the wind

(Chorus)

Now I'm sitting here before the fireThe empty room, the forest choir

The flames that could not get any higherThey've withered now they've gone

But I'm steady thinking my way is clearAnd I know what I will do tomorrow

When the hands are shaken and the kisses flowThen I will disappear

(Chorus) Repeat

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