I Love My Jean Lyrics - Camera Obscura

Of all the airts the wind can blaw 

I dearly like the west 

For there the bonnie Lassie lives 

The Lassie I love best 

There's wild-woods grow, and rivers row 

And many a hill between 

But day and night my fancy's flight 

Is ever way my Jean 

I see her in the Dewy flowers 

I see her sweet and fair 

I hear her in the tuneful 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 o‚ my Jean