Flower of Scotland

Oh, flower of Scotland,
when will we see your like again
that fought and died for 
your wee bit hill and glen

(Chorus:)
[and/*that] stood against him,
proud Edward’s army,
and sent him homeward 
tae think again (fine)

The Hills are bare now, 
and autumn leaves
lie thick and still 
o’er land that is lost now, 
which those so dearly held

Chorus*

Those days are past now
And in the past they must remain
But we can still rise now
to be the nation again

Chorus*

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