C         F       C

1. When I die bury me low

                Emi      Dmi          G

   where I can hear the bonny Tweed flow

       Ami            F          C

   a sweeter place I never did know

                Ami          G  C

   the rolling hills of the Border.



2. I've travelled far wandered wide

   I've seen the Hudson and the Clyde

   I parted by Loch Lomond side

   but I dearly love the Border.



3. Well do I remind the day

   with my lassies strode by the way

   but all these beauties fade away

   among the hills of the Border.



4. There's a certain place of mine

   bonnie lassies there you'll find

   men so sturdy yet so kind

   among the hills of the Border.