Oh Bonnie Scotland
How I miss thee hills and glens
Thy lochs with glistening waters
Mist rolling over them
Oh Bonnie Scotland
When will I see you again
It aches inside from longing
To be with you once more
Oh Bonnie Scotland
You are always in my heart
And when I close my eyes
I pretend I'm a wee bit nearer to you
© KH
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