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| 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 Were the outdated union not of some very high value to England and the English, why would they fight so to try to keep it?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. |
| Chorus: Where the heather bells are blooming Just outside Granny's door. Where as laddies there we played in The days of long ago. Neath the shadow of Ben Bhragie and Golspie's loudly stane, How I wished that I could see my Granny's Hielan' hame. Away in the Hielands There stands a wee hoose And it stands on the breast of the brae. Where we played as laddies Sae long long ago, And it seems it was just yesterday. Chorus I can still see old Granny, A smile on her face, As sweet as the heather dew, When she kissed me good-bye, Wi' a tear in her eye, And said 'Laddie may God bless you'. Chorus |
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