Maura O'Connell - Down the moor

As ^GI roved out on the moor one ^Dday It being fair and sunny ^Gweather Some miles from home, I chanced to ^Emroam Across the ^Cbonny ^Dpurple ^Gheather

^EmDown the moor and across the ^Dheather Down the ^Emmoor and across the ^Dheather Some miles from ^Ghome I ^Cchanced to ^Groam ^Em Across the ^Cbonny purple ^Dheather ^GDown the moor ^{C D}

As I ^Grolled along to the hunting ^Dsong My heart was light as any ^Gfeather When I saw a lass coming o'er the ^Emgrass Tripping the ^Cdew from ^Doff the ^Gheather

^EmDown the moor and across the ^Dheather Down the ^Emmoor and across the ^Dheather Some miles from ^Ghome I ^Cchanced to ^Groam ^Em Across the ^Cbonny purple ^Dheather ^GDown the moor ^{C D}

I ^Gsaid, "My lass, where are you ^Dgoing Hill or dale, oh, tell me ^Gwhither" "I'm going to the banks of the bonny brown ^Embraes For the feeding ^Cof me ^Dlambs to^Ggether"

^EmDown the moor and across the ^Dheather Down the ^Emmoor and across the ^Dheather Some miles from ^Ghome I ^Cchanced to ^Groam ^Em Across the ^Cbonny purple ^Dheather ^GDown the moor

So___ up she got and away she ^Dwent Her name or place, I ne'er did ^Ggather But if I were king, I'd make her ^Emqueen That bonny wee ^Class, a^Dcross the ^Gheather

^EmDown the moor and across the ^Dheather Down the ^Emmoor and across the ^Dheather Some miles from ^Ghome I ^Cchanced to ^Groam ^Em Across the ^Cbonny purple ^Dheather ^GDown the moor