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Scotland for ever (scotland the brave) : to cliff hanley



Let italy boast of her gay gilded waters

Her vines and her bowers and her soft sunny skies

Her sons drinking love from the eyes of her daughters

Where freedom expires amid softness and sighs

Scotlands blue mountains wild where hoary cliffs are piled

Towering in grandeur are dearer tae me

Land of the misty cloud land of the tempest loud

Land of the brave and proud land of the free

Enthroned on the peak of her own highland mountains

Te spirit of scotia reigns fearless and free

Her green tartan waving oer blue rock and fountain

And proudly she sings looking over the sea

Here among my mountains wild I have serenely smiled

When armies and empires against me were hurled

Firm as my native rock I have withstood the shock

Of england, of denmark, or rome and the world

But see how proudly her war steeds are prancing

Deep groves of steel trodden down in their path

The eyes of my sons like their bright swords are glancing

Triumphantly riding through ruin and death

Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave oer their bloody tombs

Deepeyed in gore is the green tartans wave

Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horsemans wheel

Victorious in battlefield scotland the brave

Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave oer their bloody tombs

Deepeyed in gore is the green tartans wave

Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horsemans wheel

Victorious in battlefield scotland the brave

Victorious in battlefield scotland the brave

Scotland for ever (scotland the brave) : to cliff hanley



Let italy boast of her gay gilded waters

Her vines and her bowers and her soft sunny skies

Her sons drinking love from the eyes of her daughters

Where freedom expires amid softness and sighs

Scotlands blue mountains wild where hoary cliffs are piled

Towering in grandeur are dearer tae me

Land of the misty cloud land of the tempest loud

Land of the brave and proud land of the free

Enthroned on the peak of her own highland mountains

Te spirit of scotia reigns fearless and free

Her green tartan waving oer blue rock and fountain

And proudly she sings looking over the sea

Here among my mountains wild I have serenely smiled

When armies and empires against me were hurled

Firm as my native rock I have withstood the shock

Of england, of denmark, or rome and the world

But see how proudly her war steeds are prancing

Deep groves of steel trodden down in their path

The eyes of my sons like their bright swords are glancing

Triumphantly riding through ruin and death

Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave oer their bloody tombs

Deepeyed in gore is the green tartans wave

Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horsemans wheel

Victorious in battlefield scotland the brave

Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave oer their bloody tombs

Deepeyed in gore is the green tartans wave

Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horsemans wheel

Victorious in battlefield scotland the brave

Victorious in battlefield scotland the brave

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