Declaration of
Arbroath
For, so long as
a
hundred of us
remain alive, we
never will in
any
degree be subject
to
the dominion of
the
english, since it
is
not for glory,
riches
or honours we
fight,
but for liberty
alone
which no good
man
loses but with his
life
The monastery of Arbroath, Scotland
6th April,
1320
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FLOWER OF
SCOTLAND
O flower of
Scotland When
will we see Your like again.
That fought and died for
Your wee bit hill and
glen.
And stood against
him Proud
Edwards army, And sent him homeward
Tae think again.
The hills are bare
now And autumn
leaves lie thick and still
O'er land that is lost
now Which those
so dearly held.
That stood against
him Proud
Edward's army, And sent him homeward
Tae think again.
Those days are passed
now And in the
past - they must remain. But we can still rise now
And be the nation
again.
That stood against
him Proud
Edward's army, And sent him homeward
Tae think again.
Repeat first and second
verses
Composer- Roy M.B.
Williamson
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SCOTLAND
THE BRAVE
Hark when the night is
falling Hear! the
pipes are calling, Loudly and proudly calling,
Down thro' the glen.
There where the hills are
sleeping, Now
feel the blood a-leaping. High as the spirits of the old Highland men.
Chorus:
Towering in gallant
fame, Scotland my mountain hame,
High may your proud standards
gloriously wave,
Land of my high endeavour.
Land of the shining
river, Land of my heart forever,
Scotland the brave.
High in the misty
Highlands, Out by the purple islands,
Brave are the hearts that
beat Beneath Scottish skies.
Wild are the winds to meet
you, Staunch are the friends that greet you,
Kind as the love that
shines From fair maidens' eyes.
Chorus
Far off in sunlit
places, Sad are the
Scottish faces, Yearning to feel the kiss
Of sweet Scottish rain.
Where tropic skies are
beaming, Love sets
the heart a-dreaming, Longing and dreaming for the homeland again.
Chorus |