Oh, my love said to me, “Will you meet me by the sea?
You can kiss me underneath the misty moon”
She is stunning, she is pretty, she’s as warm as amber whisky
And as bonny as a heather on the hill (oh, my love)
When I was a young boy, my mother said to me
“Find yourself a pretty lass, don’t take her love for free”
From fields of Aberfeldy to the shores of Loch Maree
I know that she’s the only one for me
Oh, my love said to me, “Will you meet me by the sea?
You can kiss me underneath the misty moon”
She is stunning, she is pretty, she’s as warm as amber whisky
And as bonny as a heather on the hill
Oh, my love
She is stunning, she is pretty, she’s as warm as amber whisky
And as bonny as a heather on the hill
She was dancing by the fire as a piper played a tune
She wrapped her arms around me, and she asked, “Are you my groom?”
A dram of amber whisky and a twinkle in her eye
We danced beneath the Caledonia sky
Oh, my love said to me, “Will you meet me by the sea?
You can kiss me underneath the misty moon”
She is stunning, she is pretty, she’s as warm as amber whisky
And as bonny as a heather on the hill
Oh, my love
Oh, my love
She is stunning, she is pretty, she’s as warm as amber whisky
And as bonny as a heather on the hill
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