Single Malts - and other odd Musings

Home Is The Wanderer Seeking Rest - (with apologies)









Under this wide and starry sky
 Dig my grave and let me lie
Glad did I live and gladly I'll die,
And I'll lay me down with a will

This'll be the verse you 'grave for me
Here he lies where he long'd to be
Home is the seeker, home from the lea, 
And the wanderer home from the hill 



 



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