The Town's Last Stonemason

He was born and raised in Glasgow from here far away
The town's last stonemason was buried today
He lived to a good age he was ninety three
His stone work will outlive him for more than a century

The town's last stonemason enjoyed his every beer
At the local he always enjoyed the barroom cheer
He has great grandchildren though he never had a long term partner or wife
And he had many love affairs in his long life

He left Glasgow in his early twenties in the mid nineteen forties forever more
Never again to return to his homeland shore
Though his strong distinctive accent with him did remain
A piece of Scotland that until death he did retain

He was the last link to a trade of the past
Of the town's stonemasons he was the last
He died in his sleep from life for him a painless release
The long lived old migrant he now is at peace.