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The Road And The Miles To
Dundee
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Were the outdated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.

Cauld winter was howlin’, o’er moor and o’er mountain
And wild was the surge, of the dark rolling sea
When I met about daybreak, a bonnie young lassie,
Wha asked me the road, and the miles to Dundee

Says I’ my young lassie, I canna' weel tell ye,
The road and the distance, I canna' weel gie,
But if you’ll permit me, tae gang a wee bit-tie,
I’ll show ye the road, and the miles to Dundee

At once she consent-ed, and gave me her arm,
Ne' er a word did I speir, wha the lassie micht be
She appeared like an angel, in feature and form,
As she walked by my side, on the road to Dundee

At length wi’ the Howe, O' Strath-mar-tine behind us
The spires O' the toon, in full view we could see,
She said gen-tle sir, I can nev-er for-get ye
For show-ing me far, on the road to dundee

This ring and this purse take to show I am grateful,
And some simple token I trust you'll gie me,
And in times to come I'll remember the laddie,
Wha showed me the road and the miles to Dundee

I took the gowd pin, from the scarf on my bos-om,
And said "keep ye this, in re-mem-brance O' me",
Then brave-ly I kissed, the sweet lips O' the lassie
E’er I part-ed wi’ her, On the road to Dundee

So here's to the lassie, I ne’er can for-get her
And il-ka young laddie, that's list’ning to me,
O nev-er be sweer, to convoy a young lassie
Though it’s only to show her, the road to Dun
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