he twilight hours on Creran’ s shore
Bring memories from the long ago
Where the mountains meet the sea
There my thought will always be
Lads and lassies lingered there
With welcome cheer and laughter gay
Our simple joys were freely shared
Long long ago
There now the joys that once we knew
Where now the friends once staunch and true
Gone as passing summer showers
Gone and never will return
Like the gentle wave that laps the shore
Its ripples spread and is no more
But memories are my treasure store
From long long ago
The peaceful hours at close of day
The hilltops glow in sunset ray
The hush that falls at eventide
This magic hour all nature smiles
music in the breeze
Mystic voices calling me
Speakers from the past are near
From long long ago
The passing year their changes brings
The past is dead, the present lives
Gone now the happy hours we spent
And youthful years in sweet content
So long ago, so far away
Nostalgic thoughts of bygone days
Fond memories will never fade
From long long ago
Oft in silent reverie
Pictures from the past I see
Visions clear of olden times
Of the joys that once were mine
Up the glens and down the braes
My lass and I spent happy days
God walking with us and blest our ways
Long long ago
Allan Livingston