Heather Down the Moor

One morn in May, fields were gay

Serene and pleasant was the weather

I spied a lass and a very bonny lass

She was scoopin' beer for upon the heather down the moor

It's upon the heather down the moor

And though the heather

I spied a lass and a very bonny lass

She was scoopin' beer for upon the heather down the moor

Bare foot was she, she was comely dressed

And her head bore no cap nor feather

But the plaid held neatly around her waist

As she tripped through the blooming heather down the moor

It's upon the hair of and the mauve and through the heather

The plaid held neatly around her waist

As she tripped through the blooming heather down the moor

I stepped up to this fair young maid

Tell me your name, what brings you hither?

She answered me, down by the bonny burn side

I am herding all my ewes together down the moor

It's upon the heather and o'er the moor

And though the heather

She answered me, down by the bonny burn side

I am herding all my ewes together down the moor

I courted her that live long day

My heart was light as any feather

Until the beams of the red setting sun

Came shining down upon the heather down the moor

It's upon the heather and o'er the moor

And though the heather

Until the beams of the red setting sun

Came shining down upon the heather down the moor

She said, "Young man, I must away

From the ewes are straying from each other

But I'm as loath for to part with you

As the bonnie wee lambs promise to part their mother

Down the moor"

It's upon the heather and o'er the moor

And though the heather

But I'm as loath for to part with you

As the bonnie wee lambs is to part their mother

Down the moor

So, up she got and away she went

To her place and name I could not gather

But if I was king I would make her a queen

The bonnie lass I met in among the heather

Down the moor