THE OLD HOUSE by 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? 扵is time I was movin', 憈is time I passed on. [ www.dailyrics.com ] THEOLDHOUSE by JOHNMCDERMOTT