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Poem	Bonnie Clara, will you go to the bonnie Sidlaw hills And pu' the blooming heather, and drink from their rills? There the cranberries among the heather grow, Believe me, dear Clara, as black as the crow. Chorus -- Then, bonnie Clara, will you go And wander with me to and fro? And with joy our hearts will o'erflow When we go to the bonnie Sidlaws O. And the rabbits and hares sport in mirthful glee In the beautiful woods of Glen Ogilvy, And innocent trout do sport and play In the little rivulet of Glen Ogilvy all the day. Chorus And in the bonnie woods of Sidlaw the blackbird doth sing, Making the woodlands with his notes to ring, Which ought to make a dull heart feel gay, And help to oheer us on our way. Chorus And there the innocent sheep are to be seen Browsing on the purple heather and pastures green; And the shepherd can be heard shouting to his dog As he chases the sheep from out of the bog. Chorus And from the tops of the Sidlaws can be seen The beautiful Howe of Strathmore with its trees and shrubberies green; Likewise Lochee and its spinning mills Can be seen on a clear day from the Sidlaw hills. Chorus Therefore, bonnie Clara, let's away To Sidlaw hills without delay, And pu' the cranberries and bonnie blooming heather While we wander to and fro on the Sidlaws together. Chorus There the lovers can enjoy themselves free from care By viewing the hilly scenery and inhaling the fresh air, And return home at night with their hearts full of glee After viewing the beauties of the Sidlaw hills and Glen Ogilvy.
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