Scotland the Brave

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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 for ever, 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.

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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.

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Drums in my heart are drummin,
I hear the bagpipes hummin,
My Bonnie Lassie's comin over the sea.
My heart with her she's bringin,
I hear the blue bells ringin,
Soon we'll be highland flingin,
My love and me.
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I'll meet her at the shore,
Playin the pipes for her,
Dressed in a kilt and a tam o'shanter too.
Drums in my heart are drummin,
I hear the bagpipes hummin,
My Bonnie Lassie's comin, comin to me,


Somewhere a ship and crew,
Sails o'er the ocean blue,
Bringing, oh, bringing,
My bonnie back to me.
That's why the drums are drummin,
That's why the pipes are hummin,
My Bonnie Lassie's comin, comin to me.
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Sad are the lads she's leavin,
Many a sigh they're heavin,
Even the heather's grievin, cryin with dew.
She's left her native highland,
To come and live in my land,
She'll love the folks who smile,
And say, "how-de-do".

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Used to say in faither's day,
You could hear the bagpipes play,
But now you hear the regal tones o' Elton John and The Rolling Stones.
Land that is full o' stinkers,
Wee fat Jews and VP drinkers.
Whisky put a lot o' stinkers, into Scottish graves.

Land that is full o' skivers,
Comic singers, deep sea divers,
Turbans on our bus condrivers, Scotland the Brave.
Land o' the brutal Bobbies,
Councillers wi' part-time jobbies,
Architects wi' paying hobbies, Scotland the Brave.

The tourists come here every year
To see all our historic gear,
But all they see is loads o' navvies, high rise flats wi' concrete lavvies.
Land o' the artic' lorries,
Andy Stewart and ra Corries,
Land where everybody borries, Scotland the Brave.

Land o' the Kilt and Sporran -
Underneath, there's nothin' worn!
How I wish the wind was warm! Scotland the Brave.
I must admit it's pretty gruesome,
Walking about wi' your frozen twosome!
It's all we've got - we musn't lose 'em - Scotland the Brave.

Conservatives try to assure us,
Labour's hard-put to endure us,
The Kirk puts curbs on our enjoyment, Government makes unemployment.
Never mind - the day is near,
When independence will be here!
We'll drink a toast in Younger's beer to Scotland the Brave!

Land o' tech computer dolls,
Royal Bank and shopping malls,
Burger Kings but nae Polaris, Moscow, Houston, Texas, Paris.
Hip hop, Bangla, Gaelic classes,
"River City", free bus passes,
Rabbie Burns and bonnie lassies, Scotland the brave.

Land of Mary and Prince Charlie,
Adam Smith and Mick McGahey,
Referendums, oor ain Parly, Scotland the brave.
Land where the Poll Tax ended,
Land where Dennis wis suspended,
Land where Bairns they were offended, Scotland the brave.

Land where the fox runs safe,
Folk look forward tae old age,
Our students get cash tae get clever, warrant sales are gone forever.
Liz McColgan, Henrik Larsson,
Andy Murray, Highland Dancin',
Murrayfield, the Roar o' Hampden, Scotland the brave.

Land of all creeds and colours -
Polish, English, Muslim brothers.
Land where we live together, Scotland the brave.
Where gay folks are defended
Noo that the Clause has ended -
John Knox was fair offended, Scotland the brave.

James Connolly and John Maclean -
Still standing up for hungry weans.
Annie Lennox, Sir William Wallace, joining in the freedom chorus.
Land o' the purple heather,
Land o' the shining rivers,
''Land of my heart forever, Scotland the brave.