When I die, bury me low Where I can hear the bonny Tweed flow A sweeter place I never did know Than the rolling hills of the borders I have travelled far and wide Seen the Hudson and the Clyde I've courted by Loch Lomond's side But I dearly love the borders When I die, bury me low Where I can hear the bonny Tweed flow A sweeter place I never did know Than the rolling hills of the borders It's well that I can mind the day With my lass I strolled by the Tay But all his beauty fades away Among the hills of the borders When I die, bury me low Where I can hear the bonny Tweed flow A sweeter place I never did know Than the rolling hills of the borders There's a certain peace of mind Bonnie lassies there you'll find The men are hard, but yet so kind Among the hills of the borders When I die, bury me low Where I can hear the bonny Tweed flow A sweeter place I never did know Than the rolling hills of the borders When I die, bury me low Where I can hear the bonny Tweed flow A sweeter place I never did know Than the rolling hills of the borders