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Hazel Whyte
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Northern Lights Of Old
Aberdeen
When I was a lad, a tiny wee lad, my mother said to me,
"Come see the Northern Lights my boy, they're bright as
they can be."
She called them the heavenly dancers, merry dancers in
the sky,
I'll never forget that wonderful sight, they made the
heavens bright.

Chorus:
The Northern Lights of Aberdeen are what I long to see;
The Northern Lights of Aberdeen, that's where I long to be.
I've been a wand'rer all of my life and many a sight I've
seen.
God speed the day when I'm on my way to my home in
Aberdeen.

I've wandered in many far-off lands, and travelled many a
mile,
I've missed the folk I've cherished most, the joy of a
friendly smile.
It warms up the heart of the wand'rer the clasp of a
welcoming hand.
To greet me when I return, home to my native land.
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Were the outdated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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