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| Scots' Music |
| Kenmure's On And Awa |
| 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 Were the outdated union not of some very high value to England and the English, why would they fight so to try to keep it?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. |
| Kenmure's on and awa', Willie Kenmure's on and awa' In truth he was thought the bravest lord That ever Galloway saw Success to Kenmure's band, Willie Success to Kenmure's band There's no a man that fears a Whig That rides in Kenmure's band Here's Kenmure's health in wine, Willie Here's Kenmure's health in wine There ne'er was a coward of Kenmure's blood Nor yet o' Gordon line Kenmure's lads are men, Willie Kenmure's lads are men Their hearts and swords are metal true And that their foes shall ken We'll live or die wi' fame, Willie We'll live or die wi' fame And soon wi' resounding victory May Kenmure's lads come hame Here's him that's far awa', Willie Here's him that's far awa' And here's the floo'er that I lo'e best The rose that's like the snaw |
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