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Roud Folk Song Index #1506
Possibly related to the Morris tune and bawdy song "The Cuckoo's Nest"
Possibly related to the Morris tune and bawdy song "The Cuckoo's Nest"
after The Irish Rovers
Up Among the Heather
by trad
Chorus
[Em] Up among the heather at the hill of Benachie
[D] Rolling with a wee girl underneath a tree
A [Em] bum-bee stung me well above the knee
[Bm] Up among the heather at the [Em] hill of Benachie
[Bm] [Em]
As I went out a-roving on a summer's day
I spied a bonnie lassie strolling on the brae
She was picking wild berries and I offered her a hand
Saying maybe I could help you fill your wee tin can
Chorus
Says then me bonnie lass are you going to spend the day
Up among the heather where the lads and lassies play
They're hugging and they're kissing and they're making fancy-free
Among the blooming heather on the hill of Benachie
Chorus
We sat down together and I held her in my arms
I hugged her and I kissed her taken by her charms
Then I took out my fiddle and I fiddled merrily
Among the blooming heather at the hill of Benachie
Chorus
Come all you bonnie lassies and take my advice
And never let a soldier laddie kiss you more than twice
For all the time he's kissing you he's thinking out a plan
To get a wee bit rattle at your ould tin can
Chorus
two taps instead of [Bm][Em], then faster instrumental x2
Chorus x2 (fast)
[Em] Up among the heather at the hill of Benachie
[D] Rolling with a wee girl underneath a tree
A [Em] bum-bee stung me well above the knee
[Bm] Up among the heather at the [Em] hill of Benachie
[Bm] [Em]
As I went out a-roving on a summer's day
I spied a bonnie lassie strolling on the brae
She was picking wild berries and I offered her a hand
Saying maybe I could help you fill your wee tin can
Chorus
Says then me bonnie lass are you going to spend the day
Up among the heather where the lads and lassies play
They're hugging and they're kissing and they're making fancy-free
Among the blooming heather on the hill of Benachie
Chorus
We sat down together and I held her in my arms
I hugged her and I kissed her taken by her charms
Then I took out my fiddle and I fiddled merrily
Among the blooming heather at the hill of Benachie
Chorus
Come all you bonnie lassies and take my advice
And never let a soldier laddie kiss you more than twice
For all the time he's kissing you he's thinking out a plan
To get a wee bit rattle at your ould tin can
Chorus
two taps instead of [Bm][Em], then faster instrumental x2
Chorus x2 (fast)