C        Am    F         G
O wither away, my bonnie May
C                Am         F     G
Sae late an' sae far in the gloam-in'
F                Am        F            G
The mist gathers grey o'er moorland and brae
C            Am         G    C
O wither sae far are ye roam-in'?


[Chorus]

C                Am             F             G
O ye'll tak' the high road, an’ I'll tak' the low
C          Am       F      G
I'll be in Scotland before ye
F             Am             F          G
For me and my true love will never meet again
C                     Am            G  C
By the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lo-mond


[Verse 2]

C            Am          F           G
O well may I weep for yestreen in my sleep
C                  Am           F  G
We stood bride and bridegroom toge-ther
F                    Am             F           G
But his arms and his breath were as cold as the death
C                         Am         G  C
And his heart's blood ran red on the heather


[Verse 3]

C            Am            F            G
I trusted my ain love last night in the broom
C                    Am     F    G
My Donald wha' loves me sae dear-ly
F                      Am        F           G
For the morrow he will march for Edinburgh toon,
C                 Am              G   C
Tae fecht for his King and Prince Charlie


[Chorus]

C                Am             F             G
O ye'll tak' the high road, an’ I'll tak' the low
C          Am       F      G
I'll be in Scotland before ye
F             Am             F          G
For me and my true love will never meet again
C                     Am            G  C
By the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lo-mond


[Verse 4]

C               Am        F         G
As dauntless in battle as tender in love
C                  Am           F   G
He'd yield ne'er a foot tae the foe-man
F          Am            F           G
But never again frae the field o' the slain
C                     Am           G  C
Tae his Moira will he come by Loch Lo-mond


[Verse 5]

C               Am         F            G
The thistle may bloom, the King hae his ain
C                    Am          F     G
And fond lovers will meet in the gloam-in'
F                  Am        F         G
And me and my true love will yet meet again
C                    Am            F  G
Far above the bonnie banks of Loch Lo-mond


[Chorus]

C                Am             F             G
O ye'll tak' the high road, an’ I'll tak' the low
C          Am       F      G
I'll be in Scotland before ye
F             Am             F          G
For me and my true love will never meet again
C                     Am            G  C
By the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lo-mond