Flower of Scotland Songtext
von The Corries
Flower of Scotland Songtext
O flowers 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
To 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
To 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
To think again
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
To think again
The hills are bare now (O flower of Scotland)
And Autumn leaves lie thick and still (when will we see your like again?)
O′er land that is lost now (that fought and died for)
That, though so dearly held (your wee bit hill and glen)
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
To think again
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
To 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
To 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
To think again
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
To think again
The hills are bare now (O flower of Scotland)
And Autumn leaves lie thick and still (when will we see your like again?)
O′er land that is lost now (that fought and died for)
That, though so dearly held (your wee bit hill and glen)
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
To think again
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