Where the heather bells are blooming just outside Granny's door,
Where as laddies there we played in the days of long ago.
Neath the shadow of Ben Bhragie and Golspie's loudly stane,
How I wished that I could see my Granny's Hielan' hame.
Away in the Hielands
There stands a wee hoose,
And it stands on the breast of the brae.
Where we played as laddies
Sae long long ago,
And it seems it was just yesterday.
I can still see old Granny,
A smile on her face,
As sweet as the heather dew,
When she kissed me good-bye
Wi' a tear in her eye,
And said, 'Laddie may God bless you'.