Saltatio Mortis - Loch Lomond lyrics
[Saltatio Mortis - Loch Lomond lyrics]
By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes
Where the sun shines all over Loch Lomond
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
So ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
'Twas then that we parted in yon shady glen
On the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond
Where in deep purple hue, oh
The Hieland hills we view
And the moon comin' out in the gloamin'
Now we'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
The wee birdies sing and
The wild flowers spring
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping
But the broken heart will ken
Nae second spring again
Tho' the waeful may cease frae their greeting
So ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
Where the sun shines all over Loch Lomond
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
So ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
'Twas then that we parted in yon shady glen
On the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond
Where in deep purple hue, oh
The Hieland hills we view
And the moon comin' out in the gloamin'
Now we'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
The wee birdies sing and
The wild flowers spring
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping
But the broken heart will ken
Nae second spring again
Tho' the waeful may cease frae their greeting
So ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond