Verse 1:
Am F
When I was a young boy, my mother said to me
C G
'Find yourself a pretty lass, don't take her love for free'
Am F
From fields of Aberfeldy to the shores of Loch Maree
C G C
I know that she's the only one for me
Post-Chorus
Am F C F
Oh, my love
G Am
She is stunning, she is pretty, she's as warm as amber whisky
C G C
And as bonny as the heather on the hill
Verse 2:
Am F
She was dancing by the fire as a piper played a tune
C G
She wrapped her arms around me and she asked 'Are you my groom?'
Am F
A dram of amber whisky and a twinkle in her eye
C G C
We danced beneath the Caledonia sky
Post-Chorus
Am F C F
Oh, my love
G Am
She is stunning, she is pretty, she's as warm as amber whisky
C G C
And as bonny as the heather on the hill