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 Upon the banks of flowing Tay,

With you my love I ne'er wad weary.

Since ye'll no gang wi’ me lassie,

To the highland glens lassie,

Now I must bid you farewell,

I ne'er will come again lassie.

O laddie dinna speak so fast,

Let us gae thro' Dunkeld thegither,

To the highlands wi’ thee I’ll gang,

Amang the bonnie blooming heather.

And I will gang wi' thee laddie,

To the highland glens laddie,

For what I said was but in jest,

Your flocks I will attend laddie.