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Chorus
Dumbarton's drums, they sound so bonnie
When they remind me of my Jeannie
What fond delight can steal upon me
when Jeannie kneels and sings me
Across the fields of bounding heather
Dumbarton tolls the hour of pleasure
a song of love that has no measure
When Jeannie kneels and sings to me
Chorus
Tis she alone that can delight me
Her graceful eye, it doth invite me
And when her tender arms enfold me
The blackest night doth turn and flee
Chorus x2
Dumbarton's drums, they sound so bonnie
When they remind me of my Jeannie
What fond delight can steal upon me
when Jeannie kneels and sings me
Dumbarton's drums, they sound so bonnie
When they remind me of my Jeannie
What fond delight can steal upon me
when Jeannie kneels and kisses me