Lyrics composed by
John Henderson on the 23rd of September, 2010
to the 1936 tune for, "There Are Two Sides To Every Story".
Dod a gangrel wis hunker'd oot-by his camp-fire,
Faar the sodden bit twigs gied aff smeek;
He syne blaw'd tae gar the sypit-wid mak a lowe,
An seen stang'd his een wi the reek.
His biggin wis the raggit tent he cairried in his sack;
A peer-like bield fan wins wur snell an reyn poor'd oan his
Fit wye he cud thole an oorlich life the likes o' yon,
The slee auld body wud affen tell .....
"A life in-bye has ne'er been the gate fur me;
Nor wirk far I micht airn a fee;
Let ither chiels dree oot thur dool daily darg;
I'd raither suffer an aye be free.
Ma biggin's jist a raggit tent I cairry in ma sack;
Eneugh a bield fan wins are snell an reyn poors oan ma back;
Fit wye I aye wull thole a thereoot life the likes o' yon,
Ye'll noo be kennin lad, as I hiv telt."