O'er the moor amang the heather
Haydn, Joseph
Coming thro' the craigs of Kyle,
Amang the bonnie blooming heather,
There I met a bonnie lassie
Keeping a' her ewes thegether1.
O'er the moor amang the heather,
There I met a bonnie lassie,
Keeping a' her ewes thegether.
Said I, my dear, where is thy hame,
In moor, or dale, pray tell me whether?
She said, I tent2 the fleecy flocks
That feed amang the blooming heather.
O'er the moor amang the heather,
She said, I tent the fleecy flocks
That feed amang the blooming heather.
She charm'd my heart, and ay sinsyne3
I cou'dna think on ony ither:
By sea and sky! she shall be mine!
The bonnie lass amang the heather.
O'er the moor amang the heather,
O'er the moor amang the heather:
By sea and sky! she shall be mine!
The bonnie lass amang the heather.