A piper on Princes Street plays for the tourists Who throw him their coins in reply His Robertson tartan's a proud battered remnant Of a Scotland that's long since gone by
Some day our wee country will again be a nation I belong to Scotland and in Scotland i'll bide I'll wait for that day with anticipation They've taken our freedom but they'll no' take our pride
Well it's said that without the support of Great Britain Our economy wouldn't be strong But we've yet to be given the chance we deserve To prove that that theory is wrong
Some day our wee country will again be a nation I belong to Scotland and in Scotland i'll bide I'll wait for that day with anticipation They've taken our freedom but they'll no' take our pride
So we're facing the future and like it or not There's decisions that have to be made To survive as a colony of a long fallen empire Is something i would happily trade
Some day our wee country will again be a nation I belong to Scotland and in Scotland i'll bide I'll wait for that day with anticipation They've taken our freedom but they'll no' take our pride