Flower of Scotland

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.

Those days are past now,
and in the past
they must remain.
But we can still rise now,
to be the nation again.
That stood against him,
proud Edward’s Army,
And sent him homeward,
tae think again.