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O flower of Scotland when will we see your likes again
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1
5
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That fought and died for your wee bit hill and glen
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And stood against them Proud Edward's army
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And sent him homeward to think again
The hills
are bare now
And autumn leaves lie thick and still
O'er land that is lost now
Which those so dearly held
Those days
are passed now
And in the past they must remain
But we can still rise now
And be the nation again
The hills
are bare now
And autumn leaves lie vacant still
O'er land that is lost now
Which those so dearly held
O flower of
Scotland
When will we see
Your like again
That fought and died for
Your wee bit hill and glen
