Oft by its stream I lay;
Fish, flesh and fat of badger
My repast in sweet Glen-Laye.
Glen-Masan! O Glen-Masan!
Where fairest boughs are seen;
Lonely was my place of rest
By Inver-Masan green.
Glen-Eitive! O Glen-Eitive!
There my first home was raised;
Beautiful were its woods in morn