Scotland Patriotic Medley
Scotland Patriotic Medley Scotland the Brave Hark when the night is falling Hear! hear the pipes are calling, Loudly and proudly calling, Down through the glen. There where the hills are sleeping, Now feel the blood a-leaping, High as the spirits Of the old Highland men. Towering in gallant fame, Scotland my mountain hame, High may your proud standards, Gloriously wave, Land of my high endeavour, Land of the shining rivers, Land of my heart for ever, Scotland the brave. We're No' Awa' Tae Bide Awa' O' we're no' awa' tae bide awa', We're no' awa tae le'e ye, We're no' awa' tae bide awa', We'll aye come back an' see ye. As I was walkin' doon the road, I met wee Johnie Scobie, Says he tae me, "Could ye go a hauf?" Says I, "Man! That's my hoabby!" Mairi's Wedding Step we gaily, on we go Heel for heel and toe for toe Arm in arm and row on row All for Mairi's wedding! Over hillways u