Biografía:
1 - Scottish poet and a lyricist.(25 January 1759 – 21 July 1796)
2 - DJ and producer from the Netherlands; birth name Robert Tammens
3 - Guitarist
1 - Robert Burns (25 January 1759 – 21 July 1796) was a Scottish poet and a lyricist. He is widely regarded as the national poet of Scotland, and is celebrated worldwide. He is the best known of the poets who have written in the Scots language, although much of his writing is also in English and a 'light' Scots dialect, accessible to an audience beyond Scotland.
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Ye Banks and Braes O’ Bonnie Doon
Written by Robert Burns
This version I am writing is based on the
Cover by the group, Fiddlesticks found below:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a85DTsSdU7k
D Am/C D Am/C
Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon,
D G D A
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
D Am/C D Am/C
How can ye chant, ye little birds,
D G G D
And I'm sae weary, fu' o' care!
D G D D G D
Ye'll break my heart, ye warbling bird,
D G A
That wantons through the flow'ring thorn,
D Am/C D Am/C
Ye mind me o' departed joys,
D G G D
Departed never to return.
D Am/C D Am/C
Oft ha'e I roved by bonnie Doon,
D G D A
To see the rose and woodbine twine;
D Am/C D Am/C
And ilka bird sang o' its love,
D G G D
And fondly sae did I o' mine.
D G D D G D
Wi' lightsome heart I stretch'd my hand,
D G A
And pu'd a rosebud from the tree;
D Am/C D Am/C
But my fause lover stole the rose,
D G G D
And left, and left the thorn wi’ me.
D Am/C D Am/C
Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon,
D G D A
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
D Am/C D Am/C
How can ye chant, ye little birds,
D G G D
And I'm sae weary, fu' o' care!
D G D D G D
Ye'll break my heart, ye warbling bird,
D G A
That wantons through the flow'ring thorn,
D Am/C D Am/C
Ye mind me o' departed joys,
D G G D
Departed never to return.
Written by Robert Burns
This version I am writing is based on the
Cover by the group, Fiddlesticks found below:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a85DTsSdU7k
D Am/C D Am/C
Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon,
D G D A
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
D Am/C D Am/C
How can ye chant, ye little birds,
D G G D
And I'm sae weary, fu' o' care!
D G D D G D
Ye'll break my heart, ye warbling bird,
D G A
That wantons through the flow'ring thorn,
D Am/C D Am/C
Ye mind me o' departed joys,
D G G D
Departed never to return.
D Am/C D Am/C
Oft ha'e I roved by bonnie Doon,
D G D A
To see the rose and woodbine twine;
D Am/C D Am/C
And ilka bird sang o' its love,
D G G D
And fondly sae did I o' mine.
D G D D G D
Wi' lightsome heart I stretch'd my hand,
D G A
And pu'd a rosebud from the tree;
D Am/C D Am/C
But my fause lover stole the rose,
D G G D
And left, and left the thorn wi’ me.
D Am/C D Am/C
Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon,
D G D A
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
D Am/C D Am/C
How can ye chant, ye little birds,
D G G D
And I'm sae weary, fu' o' care!
D G D D G D
Ye'll break my heart, ye warbling bird,
D G A
That wantons through the flow'ring thorn,
D Am/C D Am/C
Ye mind me o' departed joys,
D G G D
Departed never to return.
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