In the 18th century way up in the Highlands The British lion roared at Scotland with a henious plan The English pushed up from the South with murderous dragoons And what they did to Scotland will not be forgotten soon
The fighting feild culloden, Prince Charlie was the man Of illusionary grandure with no head for command Cumberland with cannon fired on Scots with sword in hand Brave men fought & died in kilts defending ancient clans
They were Scottish, and now they're gone They were Scottish, but they live on
The Higlanders were cut to shreds, hung & lost their heads To put some to rot in prisons and left 'em all for dead No mercy for the Highland people screaming through the years Some were chained & shipped as slaves far off to new frontiers
People come & people go but Scots will never die They live on in sons & daughters Scottish heart. Scottish pride Now there's Scottish all around the world And what better world their be Remember the ones who made our Scottish history