One of the most moving moments I ever saw was when the 1998 BBC documentary series The Human Body (birth to death) was shown. For the first time ever the actual moment of death was shown on TV of an older gentlemen (Herbie) suffering from terminal cancer. Before that in the lead up to the end stage he had visitors to his bedside briefly singing 'Wild Mountain Thyme to him (tastefully edited), even though he was pretty well out of it, it was their way of saying goodbye. Whilst it felt slightly staged and voyeuristic because the 'fly on the wall', cameras were there.. I couldn't stop myself from getting emotional with the song and its context. A simple song (the McPeake copyright version), is so emotive. The Braes version doesn't have the level of melody and emotion of the modern equivalent - through my 20th century ears at least. but that's time and cultural attuning for y6u.