song—the birks of aberfeldy
tuhe birks of abergeldie.”
chorus.—bonie ssie, will ye go,
will ye go, will ye go,
bonie ssie, will ye go
to the birks of aberfeldy!
now simmer blinks on flowery braes,
and o'er the crystal streamlets pys;
e let us spend the lightsome days,
in the birks of aberfeldy.
bonie ssie, &c.
while o'er their heads the hazels hing,
the little birdies blythely sing,
htly flit on wanton wing,
in the birks of aberfeldy.
bonie ssie, &c.
the braes asd like lofty wa's,
the foaming stream deep-r fa's,
o'erhung wi' fragrant spreading shaws—
the birks of aberfeldy.
bonie ssie, &c.
the hoary cliffs are 'd wi' flowers,
white o'er the linns the burnie pours,
and rising, weets wi' misty showers
the birks of aberfeldy.
bonie ssie, &c.
let fortune's gifts at randoe flee,
they ne'er shall draw a wish frae me;
supremely blest wi' love and thee,
in the birks of aberfeldy.
bonie ssie, &c.