'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed
When the moon and the stars they were shining
The moon shone its rays on her locks of golden hair
And she swore she'd be my love forever

Red is the rose that in yon garden grows
And fair is the lily of the valley
And clear are the waters that flow from the Boyne
But my love she is fairer than any

Wee birdies sing and the wildflowers spring
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping
But the broken heart will ken, nae second spring again
And the world may not know how we're meeting

Oh, you'll take the high road and I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond

'Tis not for the parting that my sister pains
'Tis not for the grief of my mother
'Tis all for the loss of my bonny Irish lass
'That my heart it is breaking forever

Red is the rose that in yon garden grows
And fair is the lily of the valley
And clear are the waters that flow from the Boyne
But my love she is fairer than any
By yon bonnie banks and yon bonnie braes
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond
Where me and my true love were ever won't to gae
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond

Oh, you'll take the high road and I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond

Red is the rose that in yon garden grows
And fair is the lily of the valley
And clear are the waters that flow from the Boyne
But my love she is fairer than any
On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond