YE BANKS AND BRAES
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LYRICS
Ye banks and braes of bonnie Doon
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
How can ye chant ye little birds
While I sae weary, fu’ o’ care?
That wanton through the flowery thorn
Ye mind me o’ departed joys
Departed never to return
To see the rose and woodbine twine
And ilka bird sang o’ all its joy
And fondly sae did I o’ mine
Full sweet upon its thorny tree
And my fause lover staw my rose
But ah! he left the thorn wi’ me
braes – slopes
Doon – river in Ayrshire, Scotland sae – so
fu’ o’ – full of
wanton – play
mind – remind
Oft hae – often have
woodbine – honeysuckle
ilka – every
fondly – foolishly
wi’ – with
pu’d – pulled
fause – false
staw – stole
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