1
A smoked yank
A long, long way from home
Ayonder he did roam
a-riding trams and mare o’shank
2
Of glens and bens
I spied on crags
Glazed by black-faced sheep
--Oh of Loch Drunkie
Of glens and bens
3
There in the Trossacks
A man finds God
Amid the lochs and flocks
My, my how odd!
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