Gala Water Lyrics

Lyrics - Robert Burns/Traditional
Melody - The brave lads of Gala Water (traditional)

Braw braw lads on Yarrow braes
Rove among the blooming heather
But Yarrow braes, nor Ettrick"s shaws
Can match the lads o Gala Water
Braw, braw bonnie lads o
But there is ane, a secret ane
Aboon them aa I loe him better
And I"ll be his, and he"ll be mine
The bonnie lad o Gala Water
Braw, braw bonnie lads o
Although his daddie was nae laird
And though I hae nae meikle tocher
Yet rich in kindest, truest love
We"ll tent oor flocks by Gala Water
Braw, braw bonnie lads o

It ne"er was wealth, it ne"er was wealth
That coft contentment, peace, or pleasure
The bands and bliss o mutual love
O that"s the c***fest warld"s treasure
Braw, braw bonnie lads o