| The Rolling Hills Of the Border |

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    1. When I die bury me low
                    Emi      Dmi          G
       where I can hear the bonny Tweed flow
           Ami            F          C
       a sweeter place I never did know
                    Ami          G  C
       the rolling hills of the Border.

    2. I've travelled far wandered wide
       I've seen the Hudson and the Clyde
       I parted by Loch Lomond side
       but I dearly love the Border.

    3. Well do I remind the day
       with my lassies strode by the way
       but all these beauties fade away
       among the hills of the Border.

    4. There's a certain place of mine
       bonnie lassies there you'll find
       men so sturdy yet so kind
       among the hills of the Border.