How blithe each mom was I to see My lass come o'er the hill She skipped the burn and ran to me I met her with good will Chorus Oh the broom, the bonny, bonny broom The broom O' The Cowdenknowes Faen would I be in my aen country Herding her father's ewes She neither herded ewes nor lambs while the flock asleeping lay She gathered in the sheep at night And cheered me all the day Chorus It's hard that I should banished be Gang oe'r lea and moor Because I loved the fairest lass That e'er on earth was born Chorus Adieu ye bonny ewes adieu farewell all pleasures there To wander by her side again Is all I crave or care