Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Amangst The Heather

As I roved out one summer's morn
'Mang lofty hills, and mountains
Wha should I spy but a fair maid
As I wi' others was out a

No shoes nor stockings did she
And neither had she cap nor
But her hair hung in ringlets fair
The gentle breeze blew her shoulders

I said, "Braw lass why roam your
Why roam your amang the heather?"
She said, "My father's frae hame
And I'm herding a' his thegether"

I said, "Braw gin ye'll be mine
And tae lie in a bed o' feather
In silks and satins you shine
be my queen amang the heather"

She said, "Kind sir your offer's
But I'm afraid 'twas for laughter
For I see you are rich squire's son
And I am but a shepherd's daughter"

"But had ye a shepherd loon
Herding yowes in valley
Or had ye been the son
Wi' a' my heart I a' loo'd thee"

I've been tae balls and I've been tae
I've been tae and Balquidder
But the bonniest that e'er I saw
Was herding yowes the heather