文本歌词

Ye Banks And Braes Of Bonnie Doon - John McCormack (麦考梅克)
Ye banks and braes of bonnie doon
How can ye bloom so fresh and fair
How can ye chant ye little birds
And I'm sae weary fu' of care
Ye'll break my heart ye warbling birds
That wanton through the flowering thorn
Ye mind me of departed joys
Departed never to return
Oft I have roved by bonnie doon
To see the rose and woodbine twine
And ilka bird sang of his love
And fondly so did I of mine
With lightsome heart I put a rose
Full sweet upon this thorny tree
But my false lover stole my rose
But ah she left the thorn with me