The Birks O'Aberfeldy
Bonnie lassie, will ye go,
Will ye go, will ye go;
Bonnie lassie, will ye go
To the birks of Aberfeldy?
Now simmer blinks on flowery braes,
And o'er the crystal streamlet plays;
Come, let us spread the lightsome days
In the birks of Aberfeldy.
While o'er their heads the hazels hing,
The little birdies blithely sing,
Or lightly flit on wanton wing
In the birks of Aberfeldy.
The braes ascend like lofty wa's
The foaming stream deep-roaring fa's,
O'erhang wi' fragrant spreading shaws,
The birks of Aberfeldy.
Robert Burns August 1787
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