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| Scots' Music |
| Greatest Thrill |
| 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 Were the outdated union not of some very high value to England and the English, why would they fight so to try to keep it?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. |
| When I heard the engines roar Ma bonnie bairnie o I felt a sense of power Ma bonnie bairnie o You were sleeping tight When I flew into the night I was looking for a fight Ma bonnie bairnie o I was flying high Ma bonnie bairnie o I never heard you cry Ma bonnie bairnie o I was using all my skill To search, to find, to kill It was my life's greatest thrill Ma bonnie bairnie o When the targets found their place Ma bonnie bairnie o I never saw your face Ma bonnie bairnie o But I began to pray When the bombs they left their bay Pity you got in the way Ma bonnie bairnie o Now I feel a sense of pride Ma bonnie bairnie o For God was on our side Ma bonnie bairnie o In my country's Hall of Fame They'll be writing up my name You're the loser in this game Ma bonnie bairnie o With the rising of the sun Ma bonnie bairnie o No more you'll laugh and run Ma bonnie bairnie o And you will never know That your blood it had to flow To let the winds of freedom blow Ma bonnie bairnie o |
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