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| My Ain Folk |




| Far frae my hame I wander, but still my thoughts return To my ain folk ower yonder, in the shieling by the burn. I see the cosy ingle, and the mist abune the brae: And joy and sadness mingle, as I list some auld-warld lay. Chorus And it's oh! but I'm longing for my ain folk, Tho' they be but lowly, puir and plain folk: I am far beyond the sea, but my heart will ever be At home in dear auld Scotland, wi' my ain folk. O' their absent ane they're telling, the auld folk by the fire: And I mark the swift tears welling, as the ruddy flame leaps high'r. How the mither wad caress me, were I but by her side: Now she prays that Heav'n will bless me, tho' the stormy seas divide. Chorus |
































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 Were the outdated union not of some very high value to England and the English, why would they fight so to try to keep it?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