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Bonnie Lass Among the Heather 
Bonnie Lass Among the Heather or QUEEN AMONG THE HEATHER 
It was down in yonder lonely place Where first I spied my roving fancy She was gathering slaes on yonder braes When first I spied my lovely Nancy 
And oh but she was wondrous fair Her features they were wondrous bonnie She said her faither was frae hame And she's gathering her faithers yowes together 
Her goon it was so neatly trimmed The color of it was broon and yellow And in between the stripes were seen Was the belles of the bonnie bloomin' heather 
Would ye come wi' me my bonnie, bonnie lass Would ye be my bride and leave the heather In silk and satins ye may gang If ye'd be my bride and leave the heather 
Oh kind sir, your offer's fair But I fear that it's meant in laughter Some rich squire's son ye micht hae been While I am but a poor shepherd's daughter 
But had ye been a plooboy lad Ploo'in in the morning early If a plooboy lad ye micht hae been Then wi' a' my heart, I wad lo'e thee 
I've travelled East and I've travelled West I've travelled ower moor and mountain But the bonniest lass that e'er I spied She was gatherin' her faither's yowes together 
recorded by Dick Gaughin SOF