D         Am/C     D      Am/C        
Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon,
    D      G         D         A     
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
    D      Am/C      D      Am/C        
How can ye chant, ye little birds,
    D       G      G      D           
And I'm sae weary, fu' o' care!

      D     G  D         D   G    D    
Ye'll break my heart, ye warbling bird,
     D                   G         A 
That wantons through the flow'ring thorn,
   D       Am/C D        Am/C             
Ye mind me  o'  departed joys,
  D      G     G    D                
Departed never to return.


    D      Am/C     D      Am/C         
Oft ha'e I roved by bonnie Doon,
   D       G        D        A       
To see the rose and woodbine twine;
    D    Am/C      D      Am/C         
And ilka bird sang o' its love,
    D      G       G    D            
And fondly sae did I o' mine.
                                 
    D    G    D       D         G  D   
Wi' lightsome heart I stretch'd my hand,
    D              G        A       
And pu'd a rosebud from the tree;
    D        Am/C  D         Am/C      
But my fause lover stole the rose,
    D         G        G         D   
And left, and left the thorn wi’ me.

   D         Am/C     D      Am/C        
Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon,
    D      G         D         A     
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
    D      Am/C      D      Am/C        
How can ye chant, ye little birds,
    D       G      G      D           
And I'm sae weary, fu' o' care!

      D     G  D         D   G    D    
Ye'll break my heart, ye warbling bird,
     D                   G         A 
That wantons through the flow'ring thorn,
   D       Am/C D        Am/C             
Ye mind me  o'  departed joys,
  D      G     G    D                
Departed never to return.