Traditional Scottish Songs
- Draw the Sword Scotland!
Draw the Sword Scotland!
Draw the Sword Scotland! Scotland! Scotland!
Over moor and mountain hath passed the war sign,
The pibroch is pealing! pealing! pealing!
Who heeds not the summons is nae son o' thine.The Clans they are gath'ring! gath'ring! gath'ring!
The Clans they are gath'ring by loch and by lea,
The banners they are flying! flying! flying!
The banners they are flying that lead to Victory.Draw the Sword Scotland! Scotland! Scotland!
Charge as ye have charg'd in days lang syne.
Sound to the onset, the onset, the on-set,
He who but falters is nae son of thine.Sheath the sword Scotland! Scotland! Scotland!
Sheath the sword Scotland for dim'd is its shine,
Thy foemen are fleeing! fleeing! fleeing!
And who kens no mercy is nae son o' thine.The struggle is over! over! over!
The struggle is over! the Victory won!
There are tears for the fallen! fallen! fallen!
And glory for all who their duty have done.Sheath the sword Scotland! Scotland! Scotland!
With thy lov'd thistle new laurels entwine,
Time ne'er shall part them, part them, part them,
But hand down the garland to each son o' thine.Meaning of unusual words:
pibroch=music of the bagpipes
lang syne=long ago
kens=knows
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