Lyrics The Real McKenzies

The Real McKenzies

Scots Wha' Ha'e

Scots what ha'e wi' Wallace bled (who have with)

Scots wham Bruce has aften led (whom Bruce has often)

Welcome tae yer gory bed

Or to victory

Now's the day and now' the hour

See the front o' battle lour

See approach proud Edward's power

Chains and slavery

Wha will be a traitor knave? (who)

Wha can fill a coward's grave?

Wha sae base as be a slave? (so)

Let him turn and flee

Wha for Scotland's King and Law

Freedom's sword will strongly draw

Freeman stand or Freeman fa' (fall)

Let him follow me

By oppression's woes and pains

By our sons in servile chains

We will drain oor 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

Scots wha ha'e with Wallace bled

Scots wham Bruce has aften led

Welcome to your gory bed

Or to victory