Scots, Wha Hae

By: Traditional

Tune: Hey Tuti Tatey

Verse 1

Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has often led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victory.

Verse 2

Now's the day, and now's the hour; See the front o' battle lour; See approach proud Edward's power, Chains and slavery.

Verse 3

Wha would be a traitor-knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and fly:

Verse 4

Wha for Scotland's king and law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Free-man stand, or free-man fa', Let him follow me.

Verse 5

By oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free!

Verse 6

Lay the proud usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow! Let us do - or die!!!