Keep your shy, shy english rose
Keep your daisy bright
Keep the lily of the valley
Keep your orchid white
For me it is the thistle
Growing high upon the hills
Hardy is she and bonny
With a skirt of leafy frills
A trellis she requires not
Support comes from inside
A bit o' sun, a rocky soil
A wee place to abide
The thistle I will have
Untamed and wild of heart
No other be her better
No other has her spark
Her spreading roots push deep
Gain strength and truly grow
In ancient native soil
Her good seeds she will sow
Bright plumage standing straight
She holds her head aloft, high
Aye, in a driving rain
In mists her color spy
Keep your shy, shy english rose
Keep your daisy bright
Keep the lily of the valley
Keep your orchid white
For me it is the thistle
Growing high upon the hills
Hardy is she and bonny
With a skirt of leafy frills
Yes, Give to me my thistle
May n e'er she depart
No other has her spirit
No other has my heart
Kelly
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