The Pamphlet Collection of Sir Robert Stout: Volume 87
WORDS BY BURNS. Ye banks and braes o' bon - nie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair; How can ye chant ye lit - tie birds, And I sae wea - ry, fu' o care! Ye'll break my heart, ye war-bling birds, That wan-ton thro the flow - ry thorn; Ye mind me o' depart - ed joys, De - part - ed ne - ver to re - turn