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 will be a traitor knave?
Wha can fill a coward's
grave?
Wha sae base as be a
Slave?
Let him turn and flee!
Wha, for Scotland's King
and Law,
Freedom's sword will
strongly draw,
Free-man stand, or
Free-man fa',
Let him on wi' 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!
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