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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 Scotland's 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 o'er 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 o'er their bloody tombs Deepeyed in gore is the green tartan's wave Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horseman's wheel Victorious in battlefield scotland the brave Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave o'er their bloody tombs Deepeyed in gore is the green tartan's wave Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horseman's wheel Victorious in battlefield scotland the brave Victorious in battlefield scotland the brave

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. Tae think again. And sent him homeward Tae think again. .Flower of Scotland (Written by Roy Williamson of "The Corries") Oh Flower of Scotland When will we see Your like 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. That fought and died for Your wee bit Hill and Glen And stood against him Proud Edward's Army.