Lyrics:

One morn in May the fields were gay
Serene and pleasant was the weather
I spied a lass and a very bonny lass
She was scoopin dew in among the heather
down the moor

In among the heather, o'er the moor
and through the heather
I spied a lass and a very bonny lass
She was scoopin dew in among the heather down the moor

Barefooted was she, she was comely dressed
and on her head neither cap nor feather
But the plaid hung neatly about her waist
As she tripped through the bloomin heather
down the moor

In among the heather, o'er the moor
and through the heather
But a plaid hung neatly about her waist
As she tripped through the bloomin heather
down the moor

I stepped up to this fair maid
Tell me your name what brings you hither
And she answered me down by the bonny Bann-side
And I'm herding all my ewes together down the moor

In among the heather, o'er the moor
and through the heather
And she answered me down by the bonny Bann-side
I'm herding all my ewes tagither down the moor

I courted her that lee-long day and
me heart was light as any feather
Until the beams of the red setting sun came
shining down in among the heather down the moor

In among the heather, o'er the moor
and through the heather
Until the beams of the red setting sun came
shining down in among the heather down the moor

She said young man, I must away
For my ewes are straying from each other
But I'm loath for to part from you as the bonnie
wee lamb is to part their mother down the moor

In among the heather, o'er the moor
and through the heather
But I'm as loath to part from you as the bonnie
wee lambs as to part their mother down the moor

So up she got and away she went and her
place and her name I cannot gather
But if I were king, I would make her a queen
The bonny lass I met among the heather
Down the moor

In among the heather, o'er the moor
and through the heather
But if I were king, I would make her queen
The bonny wee lass I met among the heather
Down the moor