SCOTLAND THE BRAVE



Hark where the night is falling

hark hear the pipes a calling

Loudly and proudly calling down thru the glen

There where the hills are sleeping

Now feel the blood a leaping

High as the spirits of the old highland men



Towering in gallant fame

Scotland my mountain hame

High may your proud standards gloriously wave

Land of my high endeavor

Land of the shining river

Land of my heart forever, Scotland the Brave



High in the misty mountains

Out by the purple highlands

Brave are the hearts that beat beneath Scottish skies

Wild are the winds to meet you

Staunch are the friends that greet you

Kind as the love that shines from fair maidens eyes



@Scots @patriotic

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