This is a lament written in the late 1700's for the closing of the Whisky distilleries in Scotland. It may also be played as a slow air. The forbidding of distilling whisky was due to a national grain shortage at the time, but the ban was subsequently lifted. Whisky was required for births, weddings and funerals so Scots often buried stores for forthcoming ceremonies. There is a story in Glenlyon of a man who emigrated, forgetting his whisky. He wrote back saying where it was buried but they never found it, or so they claimed.
