Come with me to a land of heather Come with me to a land of green Take my hand as we sit together Watch the sunset o'er Loch Maree Curlews flying high in the sky Gentle waters go passing by Oh! How I long just to see the heather Round the hills of Loch Maree My Heart sings as I see the beauty Of this land surrounding me In the distance the pipes are calling Calling softly to you and me Oh! How happy my life is here All I treasure, all I hold dear Lies in this land o' the purple heather All the beauty of Loch Maree
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