Lonely I wander through scenes of my childhood
They bring 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
Play game on the heather
Here's where they sailed
Their wee boats on the burn
Where are they now
Some are dead,some have wandered
No more to their home will 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
It's time I was movin'
It's time I passed on
It's time I was movin'
It's time I passed on