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The Flowers Of Scotland
The hills are bare now
And autumn leaves
Lie thick and still
O'er land that is lost now,
But oh, sea dearly held
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army
And sent him homewards
Tae think again.
Refirain:
Oh, flower of Scotland
When will we see
Your likes again
That fought and died for
Yon wee bit hill and glen
And stood against him
Proud Edward's Army
And sent him homewards
Tae think again.
Those days are gone now
And in the past They must remain,
But we can still rise now
And be a nation again
That stood against him
Proud Edward's Army
And sent him homewards
Tae think again.
Refrrain.
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