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Hazel Whyte
Scots' Music
I'm Scots And I'm
Married
I'm Scots and I'm married, two things I can't help,
I'm married - but I have no wife -
For she bolted and left me - but that's nothing new,
It happens sae often in life.
So I journeyed tae London, for that's where she'd
gone

With her lover to hide her disgrace.
And though London's a big town I swore I'd not rest
Till I'd searched every street in the place.
And I tramped - how I tramped - weary mile upon mile

Till exhausted and ready ta drop.
I would not give in, so I climbed on a bus,
And took a front seat on the top.
We came to a halt in a brightly lit square

To my joy, there ma lassie I spied,
Looking weary and worn, but thank heaven - ALONE
From my heart -'Maggie - Maggie' I cried.
She gasped with delight as I rose from ma seat,

But a harrowing thought made me wince,
I couldna get off - for I'd just paid ma fare,
AND I'VE NEVER CAUGHT SIGHT OF HER SINCE.
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Were the outdated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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