Can't we two go walkin' together
out beyond the valley of trees?
Out where there's a hillside of heather
curtsyin' gently in the breeze
That's what I'd like to do, see the heather, but with you
The mist of may is in the gloamin'
and all the clouds are holdin' still

So take my hand and let's go roamin'
through the heather on the hill
The mornin' dew is blinkin' yonder
there's lazy music in the rill
And all I want to do is wander
through the heather on the hill
There may be other days as rich and rare

There may be other springs as full and fair
But they won't be the same
they'll come and go, for this I know
That when the mist is in the gloamin'
and all the clouds are holdin' still
If you're not there I won't go roamin'
through the heather on the hill
The heather on the hill