O' Flower of Scotland, when will we see your like again,
That fought and died for your wee bit of hill and glen,
And stood against him, proud Edward's army,
And sent him homewards to think again ...
The hills are bare now and autumn leaves lie thick and still,
O'er lands that are lost now,which those so bravely held,
And stood against him, proud Edward's army,
And sent him homewards to 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 aginst him, proud Edward's army,
And sent him homewards to think again ... ... ... ... |
