The artist singing this song , Archie Fisher, is a well known and beloved singer in Scotland who has received many awards for is singing and his work with the BBC. He has been inducted to the Scots Traditional Music Hall of Fame. But some 40 plus years ago he was touring the USA and I attended his concert near my home in West Hartford. He had no place to stay so I invited him to stay in our home. We had a fascinating week together. He taught me the DAGDAD tuning and we played music, flew in gliders for the first time and had a smashing good time.
He was recording an album at Folk-Legacy during that period and when he saw that I was playin a flute he suggested that I accompany him on a song. I'd had this flute less then a year and had been teaching myself to play. Of course I said I'd love to do it. So, I am not kidding when I say it was the bravest and hardest thing I ever tried to do musically speaking.
I just called him to have permission to share this song with you. You will hear me playing the flute part he wrote for me that day. We had to stop and start more then once.
QUEEN AMANG THE HEATHER
As I roved out one fine summer’s morn
Among lofty hills, moorlands and mountains,
It was there I spied a weel faur’d maid________ (well favored)
As I wi’ others was out a-hunting.
No shoes nor stocking did she wear,
And neither had she cap or feather,
But her golden hair hung in ringlets fair
And the gentle breeze blew ‘round her shoulder.
I said , “Braw lassie, why roam your lane,
Why roam your lane amang the heather?”__________(alone)
She said, “my father’s awa’ frae hame
And I’m herdin’ a’ his yowes thegither.”________(all his ewes together)
I said, “Braw Lassie, if ye’ll be mine
And care to lie on a bed of feather,
In silk and satins you will shine
And you’ll be my queen amang the heather.”
She said, Kind sir, your offer’s good,
But I’m afraid it was meant for laughter,
For I see you are some rich squire’s son
And I am but a poor shepherd’s daughter.
“But had ye been a shepherd’s loon ______________(lad)
A-heardin’ yowes in yonder valley,
Or had ye been a plowman’s son,
Wi’ a’ my heart I could hae lo’ed ye.” _____________(loved)
Now, I’ve been to kalls and I’ve been to balls,
I’ve been to London and Balquidder,
But the bonniest lass that e’er I saw
She was herdin’ yowes amang the heather.
So we both sat down upon the plain,
We sat awhile and talked together,
And we left the yowes to stray their lane
Till I lo’ed my queen amang the heather.R
A collaboration 'tween Archie and Annie