One From A Far Town

I do not covet their wives or wish them harm in any way
But they ignore me never do say good day
Just a quick glance in passing me they look up and down
To them I"m a stranger one from a far town
To know of their community i will never be part
I do understand and will not take to heart
To them I'm a stranger not part of their scene
As a local by them i will never be seen
I feel like a strange wolf amongst the wolf pack
I say hello to them but few say hello back
Their trust i try to get but their trust i can't gain
And amongst them as one from a far town I'll remain
Reminds me of an old poem by Harold Monro
That i read in my school book many decades ago.