A Women Can Make An Average Man

The Wide World Is All Before Us - But A World Without A Friend.

And Like A Passing Thought, She Fled In Light Away.

Now Simmer Blinks On Flowery Braes, And O'er The Chrystal Streamlets Plays; Come Let Us Spend The Lightsome Days In The Birks Of Aberfeldy.

To See Her Is To Love Her, And Love But Her Forever; For Nature Made Her What She Is, And Never Made Anither!

But Facts Are Chiels That Winna Ding, An' Downa Be Disputed.