By yon bonnie banks, and by yon bonnie braes
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond
There me and my true love spent mony happy days
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.

Oh, ye'll tak' the high road, and I'll tak' the low road
And I'll be in Scotland before ye
But trouble it is there, and mony hearts are sair
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.

'Twas there that we parted in yon bonnie glen
On the steep, steep side o' Ben Lomond
Where in purple hue the Highland hills we view
And the moon glints out in the gloamin'.

Oh, ye'll tak' the high road, and I'll tak' the low road
And I'll be in Scotland before ye
But trouble it is there, and mony hearts are sair
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.

There the wild flowers spring and the wee birdies sing
And in sunshine the waters are sleepin'
But the broken heart it kens nae second spring again
Though resigned we may be while we're greetin'.

Oh, ye'll tak' the high road, and I'll tak' the low road
And I'll be in Scotland before ye
But trouble it is there, and mony hearts are sair
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.

By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes, 
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomon'. 
Where me and my true love were ever wont to gae 
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomon'. 

O ye'll tak' the high road and I'll tak the low road,   
An' I'll be in Scotland afore ye; 
But me and my true love will never meet again 
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomon'. 
 
'Twas there that we parted in yon shady glen, 
On the steep, steep side o' Ben Lomon', 
Where in purple hue the Hieland hills we view, 
An' the moon comin' out in the gloamin'. 
 
O ye'll tak' the high road and I'll tak the low road,
An' I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomon'. 
 
The wee birdies sing and the wild flow'rs spring, 
And in sunshine the waters are sleepin'; 
But the broken heart it kens nae second spring, 
Tho' the waefu' may cease frae their greetin'

O ye'll tak' the high road and I'll tak the low road, 
An' I'll be in Scotland afore ye; 
But me and my true love will never meet again 
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomon'.