Looking for a song called "Heather down the moor"........?

Question

Kinda Irish/Scottish song?

Answer 1

Robbie Burns eat your heart out !

here are the lyrics of

Heather down the moore ;

Words, from Brian Hart:

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 eachother
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

Words as from Sam Henry's Songs of the People:

One morning in May when the fields were gay,
Serene and pleasant was the weather,
I happened to roam some miles from home
Amang the bonnie bloomin heather

Doon the moor, roon amang the heather,
O'er the moor and through the heather,
I happened to roam some miles from home
Amang the bonnie bloomin heather, Doon the moor.

I trudged along with the lilt of a song
My heart as light as any feather
Until I met with a very bonnie lass
She was brushing the dew frae amang the heather,
Doon the moor,....

'O,' said I, 'my fair lassie, where have you been?'
Her name and place I scarce could gather
She answered me by the bonnie burn side
'A-feeding of my flocks together.'
Doon the moor...

barefooted was she, and trig and clean
Her cap as light as any feather
With a tartan plaid hanging neatly round her waist
She tripped through the bloomin' heather.
Doon the moor...

We tigged and toyed from morn till e'en
It being the langest day in summer,
Until the rays of the red settin' sun
Came trinklin' doon amang the heather.
Doon the moor...

She charmed my heart and pleased me e'en,
I ne'er can think on ony ither
If I was a king she would be queen,
The lass I met amang the heather
Doon the moor...
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trig: trim or tight in dress;
spruce, smart
tig: a light but significant touch;= a tap or pat
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There are several versions,
of this Traditional Scotish love song
I rather like this one sigh .....

>^,,^<

Answer 2

I have a version of it - really nice song. It's on the album "The four Martins" - should get it in Vigin or HMV