O Flower of Scotland
When will we s ee your like again,
That f ought and died for
Your w ee bit hill and glen,
And stood against him (England !)
Proud Edward's Army
And s ent him homeward
Tae th ink a gain.
The hills are bare now
And autumn lea ves lie thick and s till
O'er l and that is lost now,
Which t hose so dearly held,
That stood against him
Proud Edward's Army
And s ent him homeward
Tae th ink a gain.
Those days are past now
And in the p ast they must re main
But we can still rise now,
And be the Nation a gain
That stood against him (England !)
Proud Edward's Army
And s ent him homeward
Tae th ink a gain.
O Flower of Scotland
When will we s ee your like again,
That f ought and died for
Your w ee bit hill and glen,
And stood against him (England !)
Proud Edward's Army
And s ent him homeward
Tae th ink a gain.