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Hazel Whyte
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Highland Lament
Oh I am come to the low countrie
ochone, ochone, ochrie
Without a penny in my purse.
Tae buy a meal tae me.

It winsnae so in the hieland hills.
Ochone, ochone, ochrie
nae body in the whole countrie.
Sae happy wis as me.

For then I had a score o' ky.
Ochone, ochone, ochrie.
Grazin on yon hills sae high.
And givin’ milk tae me.

And then I had three score o' yowes.
Ochone, ochone, ochrie.
Skippin on yon bonnie knowes.
And castin’ woo’ fir me.

Till Charlie Stewart came at last.
Ochone, ochone, ochrie.
MacDonalds arm was wantin then.
For Scotland, aye and for me.

Their woeful fate whit can I tell.
Right tae the wrong did yield.
MacDonald and his country fell.
Upon Culloden’s field.
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Were the outdated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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