In the 18th century way up in the Highlands 

The British lion roared at Scotland with a henious plan 

The English pushed up from the South with murderous dragoons 

And what they did to Scotland will not be forgotten soon 



The fighting feild culloden, Prince Charlie was the man 

Of illusionary grandure with no head for command 

Cumberland with cannon fired on Scots with sword in hand 

Brave men fought & died in kilts defending ancient clans 



They were Scottish, and now they're gone 

They were Scottish, and they live on 



The Higlanders were cut to shreds, hung & lost their heads 

To put some to rot in prisons and left 'em all for dead 

No mercy for the Highland people screaming through the years 

Some were chained & shipped as slaves far off to new frontiers 



People come & people go but Scots will never die 

They live on in sons & daughters 

Scottish heart. Scottish pride 

Now there's Scottish all around the world 

And what better world their be 

Remember the ones who made our Scottish history