FLOWER OF SCOTLAND
Oh flower of Scotland, when will we see yer like again,
that fought and died for yer wee bit hill and glen.
That stood against him, proud Edward`s army,
and sent him homeward to think again.
The hills are bare now and autumn leaves lie thick and still
for a land that is lost now, which those so dearly held,
That stood against him, proud Edward`s army,
and sent him homeward 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 against him, proud Edward`s army,
and sent him homeward to think again.
= repeat verse 1