The Old House Lyrics - John Mcdermott

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 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 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? 

Tis time I was movin', tis time I passed on