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| Scots' Music |
| I Wish They'd Do It Now |
| 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 Were the outdated union not of some very high value to England and the English, why would they fight so to try to keep it?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. |
| I wish they'd do it now, I wish they'd do it now I'm a little older, I wish they'd do it now I was born of Scottish parents one day when I was young That's why the Scottish accent is my native tongue I was a pretty baby, my mother she did vow The girls all ran to kiss me - I wish they'd do it now At eighteen months, as fine a lad as ever you could see The ladies loved to dandle me, dance me on their knees They'd rock me in my cradle if I made a row They'd run to me and cuddle me - I wish they'd do it now At two years old, as fine a lad as ever could be seen The girls would all follow me when I went to the green They'd make a chain of buttercups, place it on my brow And they'd roll me in the clover - I wish they'd do it now The girls next door would call for me if the weather it was mild They'd take me to the river, splash around awhile They'd throw the water over me, dry me with a towel Then they'd rub me nice all over - I wish they'd do it now Now I'm a fat folksinger, I live all alone No nagging wife, no noisy kids for me when I get home It's so quiet and so peaceful, I'm better off I think If I can't get the women I can always get a drink Final chorus: And I think I'll get one now, I think I'll get one now I can always get a drink, I think I'll get one now |
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