Grandfather dear where are they gone
Those boys that were all at school with you,
Wrestling Richard, jumping John,
Climbing Harry and hard Hugh;
We have heard of their doings many a day’
Grandfather, tell us where are they?
‘’My boy, it is sixty years ago,
And all my school mates are dead and gone,
But the lame old man at the lodge you know,
‘Twas he who was once called jumping John.
And I whom the east wind pierces through,
Was the boy for the winters, Hardy Hugh.’’