The Bonnie Banks

Lyrics by Lady John Scott c. 1876. Melody by unknown

“By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes, where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond, Where me and my true love were ever wont to gae, on the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.

O ye 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 there 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.

The wee birdies sing, and the wild flowers spring, and in sunshine the waters are sleeping, but the broken heart it kens nae second spring again, though the waeful may cease their grieving.”💙

“Red is the Rose”. Irish version ☘️💚

“Come over the hills my bonnie Irish lass, come over the hills to your darling, you choose the rose, love, and I’ll make the vow and I’ll be your true love forever

Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows and fair is the lily of the valley, clear are the waters that flow from the Boyne , but my love is fairer than any.

‘Twas down by Killarney’s green woods that we strayed, the moon and stars they were shining, the moon shone its rays on her locks of golden hair, and she swore she’d be my love forever.

Tis not for the parting that my sister pains, tis not for the grief of my mother, tis all for the loss of my bonnie Irish lass that my heart is breaking forever.”💚

A beautiful story told of love and loss, that reminds us that each day is precious and that we must live each day as if it’s our last. ❤️