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| Loch Lomond |




| By yon bonnie banks, and by yon bonnie braes Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lo-mond There me and my true love spent mony happy days On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lo-mond. Oh, ye'll tak' the high road, and I'll tak' the low road And I'll be in Scotland before ye But trouble it is there, and mony hearts are sair On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lo-mond. 'Twas there that we parted in yon bonnie glen On the steep, steep side o' Ben Lo-mond Where in purple hue the Highland hills we view And the moon glints out in the gloamin'. There the wild flowers spring and the wee birdies sing And in sunshine the waters are sleep-in' But the broken heart it kens nae second spring again Though resigned we may be while we're greetin' |




































| 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 Were the outdated union not of some very high value to England and the English, why would they fight so to try to keep it?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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