i love my jean lyrics – camera obscura

i love my jean

of a’â€âš the airts the wind can blaw
i dearly like the west
for there the bonnie l*ssie lives
the l*ssie 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’â€âš my jean!

i see her in the dewy flowers
i see her sweet and fair
i hear her in the tunefulã¢â€âš 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 oh my jean!

/ camera obscura lyrics