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 BL
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