The history of the lovely Ye Banks and Braes o' Bonnie Doon, based on the River Doon, is at:
http://www.ayrshirepaths.org.uk/histdoon.htm
The traditional lyrics are based on the poem by Robert Burns:
Ye banks and braes o' bonny 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 thro' the flowering thorn:
Thou minds me o' departed joys,
Departed, never to return.
Aft hae 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' lightsome 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.
The 1st verse that SC wrote that are not in the current recording are:
There was a night
Full of joy
With people dancing everywhere
And when I saw your hand to take
A striking figure you did make
You filled my heart
With laughter and fun
We soon forgot about everyone
And then the sun came up again
With more memories as best friends