It's obvious that he has known a better day
The hopes that he had are now fading away
Of going home to Scotland his Homeland for to die
To the vale by the hill where he lived as a boy.
A man without kin here without wife or child
For years in the big city buildings he toiled
His home and life savings a con man from him stole
And his present circumstance beyond his control.
He can't go back to Scotland as he don't have the fare