The Original Irish Boys - The Old Folks At Home lyrics

Lonely I wander through scenes of my childhood They call back to memory those 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 shall those children return 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 or a shadow? 'Tis time I was movin' ... 'tis time I pa**ed on.