1.
O flower of Scotland,
When will we see
Your like again
That fought and died for
Your wee bit hill and glen,
Chorus:
⸢And⸣* stood against him,
Proud Edward’s army,
And sent him homeward
Tae think again.
2.
The hills are bare now,
And Autumn leaves
Lie thick and still
O’er land that is lost now,
Which those so dearly held
Chorus
3.
Those days are past now,
And in the past
They must remain,
But we can still rise now,
And be the nation again
Chorus
* After the 2nd and 3rd verse: That
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