Chorus:
Up among the heather at the hill o' Bennachie
Rollin with a wee girl underneath a tree
A bungbee stung me well above the knee
Up among the heather at the hill at Bennachie
As I went a rovin' on a summers day
I spied a bonnie lassy a stollin on the bridge
She was pickin wild berries and I offered her a hand
sayin' maybe I can help you fill your wee tin can
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Says I my bonnie lass are gonna spend the day
Up among the heather where the lads and lassies play
they're huggin' and a kissin' and they're makin fancy free
up among the heather at the hill o' Bennachie
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We sat there together and I held her in my arms
I hugged her and I kissed her, taken by her charms
Till I took out my fiddle and I fiddled merrily
up among the heather at the hill o' Bennachie
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Come all ye bonnie lasses and take-a my advice
Never let a soldier laddy kiss you more than twice
For all the time he's kissin you he's thinking up a plan
To get a wee-bit rattle at your ould tin can
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