By the side of a moss + 

Lived young Donald Ross, + 

Among the heathery hills + 

And the mountain rills, + 

In a snug little cot + 

Content with his lot + 

He never knew sorrow + 

With his wife and wee Flora. + 

But an order went forth + 

O’er the land of the north, + 

To burn many a home + 

So the wild deer might roam, + 

With grief he then did toss + 

Every night Donald Ross, + 

And sad seemed the morrow + 

For his wife and sma’ Flora. + 

O it was a cruel deed + 

But nobles do not heed + 

The sorrows of the poor + 

Drove on a barren moor, + 

Where he wove a wreath + 

Of the blooming heath, + 

For to crown with glory + 

The brow of little Flory. + 

He then bade farewell + 

To his mountain dell, + 

Where his fathers appears + 

Had lived a thousand years, + 

With their few goats and sheep + 

Which feed on hills so steep, + 

O it was a sad story + 

For bonnie little Flory. + 

He sought a distant strand, + 

In Canada bought land, + 

To him a glorious charm + 

To view his own broad farm, + 

His horses and his cows, + 

Cultivators and plows, + 

And now his daughter Flora + 

She is the flower of Zorra. + 