Queen among the Heather

[Verse 1]
As I roved out one fine summer’s morn
Among lofty hills, moorland and mountain
It was there I spied a weel faurt maid
As I wi’ others was out a hunting

[Verse 2]
No shoes nor stockin’s did she wear
And neither had she cap nor feather
But her golden hair hung in ringlets fair
An’ the gentle breeze blew round her shoulders

[Verse 3]
I said, “Braw lassie, why roam yer lane
Why roam yer lane among the heather?”
She says, “My faither’s awa frae home
An’ I’m a herdin’ all his yowes the gither”

[Verse 4]
I said “Braw lassiе if you’ll be mine
And care taе lie on a bed o’ feather
In silks an’ satins it’s you will shine
And you’ll be my queen among the heather”

[Verse 5]
She said “Kind sir your offer’s good
Ah, but I’m afraid ’twas meant for laughter
For I see you are a rich squire’s son
And I’m a poor lame shepherd’s daughter”

[Verse 6]
“Oh but had ye been a shepherd loon
A-herdin’ yowes in yonder valley
Or had ye been some plooman’s son
Wi’ a’ my heart, I could loed ye”

[Verse 7]
Now I’ve been to halls an’ I’ve been tae balls
And I hae been to London and Balquhidder
But the bonniest lass that e’er I have saw
She was herdin’ yowes among the heather

[Verse 8]
So we baith sat doon upon the plain
We sat awhile an’ we talked the gither
An’ we laft the yowes for tae stray their lane
’Till I loved my queen among the heather