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Lyr Req: Wee Sprig o' Heather

GUEST,Robert 20 Oct 07 - 01:12 PM
Peace 20 Oct 07 - 04:17 PM
Peace 20 Oct 07 - 04:22 PM
Jim Dixon 22 Oct 07 - 11:08 PM
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Subject: Lyr Req: Wee spring of Heather
From: GUEST,Robert
Date: 20 Oct 07 - 01:12 PM

I've heard "Bill & Ray the tartan lads" sing this song on a CD called Welcome to Scotland, I think. I canät find anything about this song. Anyone knows anything?

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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wee spring of Heather
From: Peace
Date: 20 Oct 07 - 04:17 PM

Part of the problem might be that the title is

"A Wee Sprig o' Heather"

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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wee spring of Heather
From: Peace
Date: 20 Oct 07 - 04:22 PM

Download for $.99, here.

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Subject: Lyr Add: THE WEE SPRIG O' HEATHER (John Macfarlane
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 22 Oct 07 - 11:08 PM

Google Book Search found this in "One Hundred Modern Scottish Poets", Brechin: D. H. Edwards, 1880:

John Macfarlane

O! wae on the gowd wi' its glamour beguilin'
The bravest frae Scotia across the saut sea,
An' wae on dame fortune sae fause wi' her smilin',
For cauld, cauld the pleasure at best she can gie;
But aye to heart that is leal mair endearin',
A message o' love frae the land far awa',
When aften it comes like a sun-blink sae cheerin',
A wee sprig o' heather sae withered an' sma'.

The emigrant dreams o' his hame in the gloamin',
An' wanders in fancy some wild glen sae green,
His thochts are the purest wi' mem'ry when roamin',
The land where the bluebell an' thistle are seen;
An' aften the gloom that enshrouds him brings beamin',
Affection's sweet token dispellin' it a',
As biichtly in darkness the starnie is gleamin',
A sprig o' his ain native heather sae sma'.

The burnie, that's glidin' sae sweetly an' singin',
Awa frae its hame in the mountain sae high,
Ne'er kens in its mirth that the future is bringin'
The tempest an' roar o' the dark tossin' sea;
An' sae wi' the lad owre the ocean careerin'.
Like strains frae the harp are the winds when the blaw,
Till wearit the bricht sun o' hope disappearin'
He langs for a tuft o' the heather sae sma'.

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