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O Flower of Scotland
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died
for
Your wee bit Hill
and Glen
And stood against
him
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him
homeward
Tae think again.
The Hills are
bare now
And Autumn leaves
lie thick and still
O'er land that is
lost now
Which those so
dearly held
That stood against
him
Proud Edward's Army
And sent him
homeward
Tae think again.
Those days are
past now
And in the past they
must remain
But we can still
rise now
And be the nation
again
That stood against
him
Proud Edward's
Army
And sent him
homeward,
Tae think again.
0 Flower of
Scotland
When will we see
Your like
again,
That fought and died
for
Your wee bit Hill
and Glen
And stood against
him
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him
homeward
Tae think again.