Soundtrack Made of Honor 




Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon


How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?


How can ye chaunt, ye little birds


And I sae weary full o' care?


Ye'll break my heart, ye warbling bird


That wantons thro' the flow'ry thorn


Ye mind o' departed joys


Departed never to return.


Oft hae I roved 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' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose


Full sweet upon its thorny tree


And my fause lover stole my rose


But ah! he left the thorn wi' me.