Folk and Traditional Song Lyrics:
Doon the Moor
Doon the Moor
Doon the Moor
Doon the moor and through the heather
Doon the moor and through the heather
If I were king, I'd make her queen
The bonny wee lass I met among the heather
Doon the moor
Said I "me lass, where is thy home
Come doon or moor, please tell me whither"
Said she "kind sir, I tend the flock
That rove among the blooming heather"
Doon the moor and through the heather
Doon the moor and through the heather
If I were king, I'd make her queen
The bonny wee lass I met among the heather
Doon the moor
We sat ourselves down to rest
Bright and sunny was the weather
She set her flock at large to roam
To roam among the blooming heather
Doon the moor and through the heather
Doon the moor and through the heather
If I were king, I'd make her queen
The bonny wee lass I met among the heather
Doon the moor
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