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The Real McKenzies

My Bonnie

 

My Bonnie

(album: The Real McKenzies - 1995)


My Bonnie lies over the ocean, my Bonnie lies over the sea
My Bonnie lies over the ocean, O bring back my Bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me, to me:
Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me

O blow ye winds over the ocean
O blow ye winds over the sea
O blow ye winds over the ocean
And bring back my Bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me, to me:
Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me

Last night as I lay on my pillow
Last night as I lay on my bed
Last night as I lay on my pillow
I dreamed that my Bonnie was dead

Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me, to me:
Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me

The winds have blown over the ocean
The winds have blown over the sea
The winds have blown over the ocean
And brought back my Bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me, to me:
Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me

My Bonnie leaned over the gas tank
The height of its contents to see
I lit a small match to assist her
O Bring back my Bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me, to me:
Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me

Last night as I lay on my pillow
Last night as I lay on my bed
I stuck my feet out of the window
In the morning the neighbors were dead

Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me, to me:
Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me

My mother makes beer in the bathtub
My father makes synthetic gin
My sister makes fudge for a quarter
Wouldja believe how the money rolls in?

Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me, to me:
Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me

My mother, she drowned in the bathtub
My father, he died from his gin
My sister choked on her chocolate
My stars, what a fix I am in

Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me, to me:
Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me

I tried making beer in the bathtub
I tried making synthetic gin
I tried making fudge for a living
Now look at the shape that I'm in.

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