Paul Brady
Paul Brady - Heather On The Moor (with Andy Irvine) songtekst
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As I roved out of a bright May morning Calm and clear was the weather Well, I chanced to roam some miles from home Among the beautiful blooming heather And it’s heather on the moor, over the heather Over the moor and among the heather And I chanced to roam some miles from home Among the beautiful blooming heather And it’s heather on the moor As I roved along with my hunting song And my heart as light as any feather I met a pretty maid along the way She was tripping the dew down from the heather And it’s heather on the moor, over the heather Over the moor and among the heather And I met a pretty maid along the way She was tripping the dew down from the heather And it’s heather on the moor Where are you going to my pretty fair maid? By hill or dale come tell me whether Right modestly she answered me To the feeding of my lamb’s together And it’s heather on the moor, over the heather Over the moor and among the heather Right modestly she answered me To the feeding of my lamb’s together And it’s heather on the moor Well we both shook hands and down we sat For it being the finest day in summer And we sat till the red setting beams of the sun Came a-sparkling down among the heather And it’s heather on the moor, over the heather Over the moor and among the heather And we sat till the red setting beams of the sun Came a-sparkling down among the heather And it’s heather on the moor Now she says I must away For my sheep and lambs have strayed from other But I am loath to part from you As those fond lambs are to part their mother And it’s heather on the moor, over the heather Over the moor and among the heather But I am loath to part from you As those fond lambs are to part their mother And it’s heather on the moor Up she rose and away she goes And her place and name I know not either But if I was king I’d make her queen The lass I met among the heather And it’s heather on the moor, over the heather Over the moor and among the heather But if I was king I’d make her queen The lass I met among the heather And it’s heather on the moor