Take your time next time treading this old pass
Breathe in the gorse, the gold light up your path
Brightly aurora flirt with the dark night
Be you by water or a mountain height
What can you hear o'er howling of wind?
Carried down stream the voice of Lough Katrine
She was our sweet heart, she knew all the town!
She grew so bonny, her beauty was renowned
But still more lovely, more lovely than that face
She would start singing: Sorrow, love replaced
Friend can you hear her above the wind?
That's what we call the Voice of Lough Katrine
One night of passion, a single night she strayed
One night was all: Her love that was betrayed
Lost for another, broken on the sand
Lost to the waves that crash along the strand
Say you can hear her dancing on winds
That's what we call the voice of Lough Katrine!
Shame took her from us, shame tore her from grace
Shame I could never wash from that sweet face
She was my sweet heart but they're all to blame
No one dare sing. Her brave echoes remain
Say you can hear her dancing on winds
That's what we call the voice of Lough Katrine!