By yon bonnie banks, by yon bonnie braes,
On the steep slopes of Ben Lomond.
Where me and my true love used to go
On the banks of Loch Lomond.
Too sad we parted by yon shady glen,
On the steep sides of Ben Lomond.
Where the broken heart knows no second spring,
Filled with grief as we're parting.
You'll take the high road and I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
Where me and my true love will never meet again,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
On the steep slopes of Ben Lomond.
Where me and my true love used to go
On the banks of Loch Lomond.
Too sad we parted by yon shady glen,
On the steep sides of Ben Lomond.
Where the broken heart knows no second spring,
Filled with grief as we're parting.
You'll take the high road and I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
Where me and my true love will never meet again,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.