Heather Down the Moor Songtext
von Brass Monkey

One morn in May when flowers were gay
Serene and fair to a boy′s little weather
I spied a lass, a very bonnie lass
She was sweeping the dew from among the heather
Down the moor
In among the heather, down the moor and through the heather
I spied a lass, a very bonnie lass
She was sweeping the dew from among the heather
Down the moor

Barefooted was she, she was neatly dressed
Neither hat nor hat nor feather
With a plaid all neatly 'round her waist
As she tripped through the blooming heather
Down the moor
In among the heather, down the moor and through the heather
With a plaid all neatly ′round her waist
As she tripped through the blooming heather
Down the moor


I stepped down to this fair maid
"Come tell your name, come tell me wither"
She answered me, "Down by the bonny burn side
And I'm herding all my ewes together"
Down the moor
In among the heather, down the moor and through the heather
She answered me, "Down by the bonny burn side
And I'm 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
Come shining down in among the heather
Down the moor
In among the heather, down the moor and through the heather
Until the beams of the red setting sun
Come shining down in among the heather
Down the moor

She says, "Young man, I must away
My ewes are straying from each other
I must loathe to part with you as the bonnie wee lads
That depart their mother"
Down the moor
In among the heather, down the moor and through the heather
"I must loathe to part with you as the bonnie wee lads
That depart their mother"
Down the moor


So up she got and away
She hide her name and place, I could not gather
But if I were a king, I′d make her the queen
The bonnie lass I met in among the heather
Down the moor
In among the heather, down the moor and through the heather
If I were a king, I′d make her the queen
The bonnie lass I met in among the heather
Down the moor