By own bonnie banks And by yon bonnie braes Where the sun shines bright On Loch Lomond Where me and my true love Will never meet again On the bonnie, bonnie banks Of Loch Lomond Oh! 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 soft purple hue The Highland hills we view And the moon coming out In the gloaming Oh! ye’ll take the high road… The wee birdie sing And the wildflowers spring And in the sunshine the waters Are sleeping But the broken heart it kens Nae second Spring again Tho’ the waeful may cease From their grieving Oh! ye‘ll take the high road…