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[edit] Scotland Will Flourish
Here's to the King sir, you ken who I mean sir And every honest man that'll do it again Here's to the chieftains o' all the Hieland clans They've done it mair than once, and they'll do tt again When you hear the trumpets sound, tooti taeti to the drum Up your sword and down your gun, and to the rogues again
Scotland will flourish, by the sweat of our labour The strength of her will, and the force of her mind Forget the old battles, those days are over Hatred corrupts, and friendship refines Let the Scots be a nation, o' proud of their heritage With an eye to the future, and a heart to forgive And let us be rid, of those bigots and fools Who will not let Scotland, live and let live Let us govern our country, wisely and fairly Let each man and woman, work wi’ a will And Scotand will flourish, secure in the knowledge That we reap our own harvest, and ring our own till And let us be known, for our kind hospitality A hand that is open, lay proffered to friends A hard working people, proud and unbending Scotland will thrive, and win out in the end Scotland will flourish, by the sweat of our labour The strength of her will, and the force of her mind Forget the old battles, those days are over Hatred corrupts, and friendship refines So let us be known, for our kind hospitality A hand that is open, lay proffered to friends A hard working people, proud and unbending Scotland will thrive, and win out in the end