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THE SCOTTISH NATIONAL ANTHEM
There is no official national anthem of Scotland, however a number of
songs are used as de facto Scottish anthems, most notably Flower of
Scotland, Scots wha' hae' by Robert Burns and Scotland the Brave by
Cliff Hanley.
FLOWER OF SCOTLAND
This song commemorates the battle of Bannockburn (1314) when the
Scottish army under the leadership of Robert the Bruce defeated King
Edward II of England.
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 Edward's 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 past 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.
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 Edward's army,
And sent him homeward
Tae think again.
SCOTLAND THE
BRAVE by Cliff Hanley
Hark when the night is falling,
Hear! 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 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.
Chorus
Far off in sunlit places
Sad are the Scottish faces,
Yearning to feel the kiss
Of sweet Scottish rain.
Where the tropics are beaming
Love sets the heart a-dreaming,
Longing and dreaming for the hameland again.
Chorus
Scots wha' hae'
Robert
Bruce's March To Bannockburn
Scots, wha
hae wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to Victorie!
Now's the day, and now's the hour;
See the front o' battle lour;
See approach proud Edward's power-
Chains and Slaverie!
Wha will be a traitor knave?
Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a Slave?
Let him turn and flee!
Wha, for Scotland's King and Law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Free-man stand, or Free-man fa',
Let him on wi' me!
By Oppression's woes and pains!
By your Sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!
Lay the proud Usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty's in every blow!-
Let us Do or Die!
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From Why Did the Haggis Cross the Road?
by Stuart McLean
Haggis Joke
Tam goes into his local fish and chip shop.
“Two haggis suppers Toni,” he calls across the counter.
“Wow, your really pushing the boat out tonight,” says Toni. “Did you win the lottery?”
“Naw,” says Tam, “But I did win third prize in a Sunny Govan Radio contest – here’s the voucher for my grub.”
“Well done mate,” says Toni. “So what were the other prizes?”
“Second prize was a single haggis supper,” says Tam.
“And first prize?” enquires Toni.
“Jist the chips,” says Tam.
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