"Ye banks and braes" genre: Mood Music
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	poem by Robert Burns.
	Credits: H.Booth
	Lyrics YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, how can ye bloom sae fresh and fair! How can ye chant, ye little birds, and I sae weary fu' o' care! Thou'lt break my heart, thou warbling bird that wantons through the flow'ring thorn, Thou minds me o' departed joys, departed, never to return. Aft ha'e I rov'd by bonnie Doon, to see the rose and woodbine twine; And ilka bird sang o' its love, and fondly sae did I o' mine. Wi' light some heart I pu'd a rose, fu' sweet upon its thorny tree; And my fause lover stole my rose, but, ah! he left the thorn wi' me.

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