They say Victoria loved our Highlands
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Well, that's because she owned them all
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A feather pen and an iron fist
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Put a people's back against the wall
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The silent sheilings tell their tale
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Of burning thatch and of ruined door
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Of families driven from their homes
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And a way of life that is no more, no more
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They took it from the people
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They took it from the people
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Now kings and queens might be getting scarce
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But watch that politician man
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He'll smash your union, freeze your wages
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And fill his pockets while he can
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He'll close the mines and sell the railways
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Ships and steel are gone the same
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But if you've bought the lies he's selling
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Then you'll know just who are the ones he'll blame
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He'll blame it on the people
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He'll blame it on the people
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Now we've opted out of social justice
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Privatized our conscience pains
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Society does not exist, nor Scotland either,
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That is plain
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They're going to sell us back our water
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That falls from Heaven to God's green earth
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Is this the land of Bruce and Wallace
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Is this the land of freedom and my birth?
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Sell it to the people
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Sell it to the people
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Now this should be a rich wee country
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We've gas and wood and coal and oil
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Whiskey, the pipes and willing workers
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All prepared to strive and toil
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Let's give the country something special
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Liberty in mair than name
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Get off your knees, and cast your votes
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And let the nation's voice be heard again
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Make them listen to the people
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Make them listen to the people
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Will they listen to the people?
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Listen To The People
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| Andy M. Stewart |
