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 up and down

Myrtle green and bracken brown

Past the shielings through the town

All for sake of Mairi!

Step we gaily, on we go

Heel for heel and toe for toe

Arm in arm and row on row

All for sake of Mairi!

Plenty herring, plenty meal

Plenty peat to fill her creel

Plenty bonny bairns as well

That's the toast for Mairi!

The Thistle o' Scotland

The Thistle o' Scotland

Was famous of auld,

Wi' its toorie sae snod

And its bristles sae bauld;

Tis the Badge o' my Country,

It's aye dear tae me,

And thocht o' them baith

Brings a tear tae ma e'e.

My blessings be yours!

Is there Scotcsman ava

Wad stan' by and see

Ony harm on ye fa' ?

Is there gentle or semple

Wha lives in our land

Wad refuse to drink health

To the Thistle sae grand.

O' the Thistle o' Scotland

Was famous of auld,

Wi' its toorie sae snod

And its bristles sae bauld;

Tis the Badge o' my Country,

It's aye dear tae me,

And thocht o' them baith

Brings a tear tae ma e'e.