Lonely I wander through

Scenes of my childhood

They call back to memory

The happy days of yore

Gone are the old folk

The house stands deserted

No light in the window

No welcome at the door

Here's where the children

Played games on the heather

Here's where they sailed

Their we boats on the burn

Where are they now

Some are dead some have wandered

No more to their home

The shall the children return

Lonely the house now

And lonely the moorland

The children have scattered

The old folk are gone

Why stand I here like

A ghost or a shadow

This time I was moving tis time

I passed on