[D]Lonely I [A]wander through [D]scenes of my [A]childhood
[D]They call back to me[G]mory those [D]happy days of [A]yore
[D]Gone are the [A]old folk the [D]house stands de[A]serted
No [D]light in the [G]window no wel[D]come [A]at the [D]door
Here's where the children played games 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 shall those children [A]re[D]turn
Capo on 4th fret for last verse.
Lonely's the house now and lonely the moorland
The children are scattered the old folk are gone
Why stand I here like a ghost and a shadow?
'Tis time I was movin' 'tis time I passed on
