Scots, wha haewi’ Wallace bled,
Scots, whamBruce has aftenled,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to Victorie!
Now’s the day, and now’s the hour;
See the front o’battle lour;
See approach proud Edward’s power-
Chains and Slaverie!
Wha will be a traitor knave?
Wha can fill a coward’s grave?
Whasaebase as be a Slave?
Let him turn and flee!
Wha, for Scotland’s King and Law,
Freedom’s sword will strongly draw,
Free-man stand, or Free-man fa’,
Let him on wi’me!
By Oppression’s woes and pains!
Byyour Sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
Butthey shall be free!
Lay the proud Usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty’s in every blow!-
Let us Do orDie!