C      F         C        F
Of a' the airts the wind can blaw,
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I dearly like the west,
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For there the bonie lassie lives,
    C      D7     G7
The lassie I lo'e best:
        C          F         C      Am
There's wild-woods grow, and rivers row,
    F             G
And mony a hill between:
    C       F        C       F
But day and night my fancys' flight
   C    G7     C
Is ever wi' my Jean.

[Verse 2]
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I see her in the dewy flowers,
  C       Dm7       G7
I see her sweet and fair:
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I hear her in the tunefu' birds,
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I hear her charm the air:
        C     F     C           Am
There's not a bonie flower that springs,
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By fountain, shaw, or green;
        C     F     C         F
There's not a bonie bird that sings,
    C     G7       C
But minds me o' my Jean.