文本歌词

Ye Banks And Braes - Kathleen Ferrier/Phyllis Spurr
Ye banks and braes of bonnie doon
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair
How can ye chant ye little birds
When I sae weary full o' care
Ye'll break my heart ye warbling birds
That wanton through the flow'ring thorn
Ye mind me o' departed joys
Departed never to return
Oft I have rove by bonnie doon
To see the rose of woodbine twine
And ilka bird sang of its love
And fondly sae did I o' mine
Wi' lightsome heart I put a rose
Full sweet upon the thorny tree
But my false lover stole my rose
And ah she left the thorn wi' me