The Battle Of Bannockburn

The bodhrans went wild
And the bagpipes did blast
A most fierce war-tune
For our soldiers to march!

Every clansman worth his salt
Stood by the Bruce that day
With the blazing sun of June above
Burning as freedom’s wish below!

Stand and fight in Bannockburn!
This is the day we break tyranny!
Hold the line and give your life
So that Scotland might be free!

We’ll carve a path
Through their armored ranks
And Highlander steel
Will ring with no reprieve!

No quarter asked for none shall we receive!
Today let’s teach the English why
Even of old the Romans knew
From Scotland to keep the hell away!

Stand and fight in Bannockburn!
This is the day we break tyranny!
Hold the line and give your life
So that Scotland might be free!

The day is ours this day of song
When deeds of valor, steeped in blood
Will fill with pride a Scotsman’s heart
Once remembered in all the days and years to come!

The lion of England roars
Yet in Bannockburn we took out its teeth
Rallying under the standards of our king
We no longer fear the sound of tyranny!

Stand and fight in Bannockburn!
This is the day we break tyranny!
Hold the line and give your life
So that Scotland might be free!