for ma piper Noel said,
him play here by my bed,
am content with the life I led,
play a happy air.
lived some life in native glen,
count as friends great Scottish men,
of me atop Highland ben,
a tune, play it proud,
take me over Ben Nevis cloud,
tartan for my shroud,
see ma pride up there.
I'll wait "between," we'll go together,
take a stroll through heaven's heather,
love for one another,
stood proud and tall and never fell,
you tell my story, tell it well
now bid ye all a fond farewell.
we meet again.