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Hazel Whyte
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Dowie Dens O'
Yarrow
O’ late at e’en and drinking the wine
Ere we made the lawing
We set a pact o’ the two between
Tae fecht it in the dawning

Stay hame, stay hame  my bonny bairn
Bide wae me the morrow
For my cruel brothers will you betray
On the Dowie Den’s o’ Yarrow

As he gaed doon by Tenny’s Field
I’ll wat he gaed wae sorrow
For there in a den were nine armed men
On the Dowie Den’s o’ Yarrow

Well have ye cam tae part yer land
Or cam ye here tae borrow
Or did ye cam tae wield yer brand
On the Dowie Den’s o’ Yarrow

I hav’na cam tae part my land
Nor yet tae beg or borrow
But I have come tae wield my brand
On the Dowie Den’s o’ Yarrow

I see ye all ye’r nine tae one
And that’s an unfair marrow
But I will fight while lasts my brand
On the Dowie Den’s o’ Yarrow

Well five did he hack and four did he slay
On the bloody braes o’ Yarrow
‘Til that fause knight came in ahint
And ran his body through-o

Gae hame gae hame guid brother John
Find yer sister Sarah
Her lief lord lies cruelly slain
On the bloody braes o’ Yarrow

As she gaed doon yon low low hill
I’ll wat she gaid wae sorrow
For there in a den were ten slain men
On the bloody braes o’ Yarrow
A simple brief
thought on Scottish
Independance.

Were the outdated
union not of some very
high value to England and
the English, why would
they fight so to try to
keep it?

There are only so many
slices to a pie, for one to
have more, another must
have less.

Lastly - to those Scottish
"Loyalists" - to whom are
you loyal?
Scots royalty died in the
1700's so it can be no
Scots crown - And
certainly not it appears to
those who came before,
that bled for Scotland
and her freedom !  
In the words
of Burns, as he
wrote from the heart.

Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victorie.

Now's the day, and now's the hour;
See the front o' battle lour;
See approach proud Edward's power,
Chains and slaverie.

Wha would be a traitor-knave?
Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a Slave?
Let him turn and flie:

Wha for Scotland's king and law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Free-man stand, or free-man fa',
Let him follow me.

By Oppression's woes and pains!
By your Sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!

Lay the proud Usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty's in every blow!
Let us Do - or Die!!
!

Choose your destiny.
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