Paroles: Camera Obscura. Other. I Love My Jean.

Of a? the airts the wind can blaw
I dearly like the west
For there the bonnie Lassie lives
The Lassie I love best
There?s wild-woods grow, and rivers row
And mony a hill between
But day and night my fancy?s flight
Is ever wi? my Jean

I see her in the Dewy folwers
I see her sweet and fair
I hear her in the tunefu? birds
I hear her charm the air
There?s not a bonnie flower, that springs
By a fountain, shaw, or green
There?s not a bonnie bird that sings
But minds me o? my Jean