<Last two lines of
preceding verse>
Says I my dear whaur is your hame
In moor or dale pray tell me whether
Sir I tent the fleecy flocks
That feed amang the bloomin’ heather
Chorus
We laid us doon upon a bank
Sae warm and sunny was the weather
She left her flocks at large tae rove
Amang the bonnie bloomin’ heather
Chorus
While thus we lay she sang a sang
Till echo rang a mile or further
Aye the burden o’ the sang
Was ower the moor amang the heather
Chorus
She charmed my heart and aye sinsyne
I couldnae think on onie ither
By my life she shall be mine
The bonnie lass amang the heather
Chorus