In the 18th century way up in the Highlands
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The British lion roared at Scotland with a henious plan
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The English pushed up from the South with murderous dragoons
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And what they did to Scotland will not be forgotten soon
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The fighting feild culloden, Prince Charlie was the man
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Of illusionary grandure with no head for command
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Cumberland with cannon fired on Scots with sword in hand
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Brave men fought & died in kilts defending ancient clans
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They were Scottish, and now they're gone
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They were Scottish, and they live on
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The Higlanders were cut to shreds, hung & lost their heads
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To put some to rot in prisons and left 'em all for dead
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No mercy for the Highland people screaming through the years
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Some were chained & shipped as slaves far off to new frontiers
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People come & people go but Scots will never die
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They live on in sons & daughters
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Scottish heart. Scottish pride
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Now there's Scottish all around the world
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And what better world their be
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Remember the ones who made our Scottish history
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Scots 'Round The World
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| Real Mckenzies |
