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[Rev.Cambeul]

Just like the Welsh, the Scots have their songs of rising up and defeating the Saxon invader ...

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SCOTLAND'S NATIONAL ANTHEM

The Flower Of Scotland
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O flower of Scotland
When will we see
Your like again
That fought and died for
Your wee bit hill and glen
And stood against him
Proud Edward's army
And sent him homeward
Tae 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
That stood against him
Proud Edward's army
And sent him homeward
Tae think again

Those days are passed now
And in the past they must remain
But we can still rise now
And be the nation again
That stood against him

Proud Edward's army
And sent him homeward
Tae think again

O flower of Scotland
When will we see
Your like again
That fought and died for
Your wee bit hill and glen
And stood against him
Proud Edward's army
And sent him homeward
Tae 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
O flower of Scotland
When will we see
Your like again
That fought and died for
Your wee bit hill and glen
And stood against him
Proud Edward's army
And sent him homeward
Tae think again

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In 1314, 24th of June
King Eddie said were ready now to steal the stone of scone.
He brought his biggest army but discovered then the truth,
In Bannockburn he found that he was up against
the Bruce!

*Chorus* Well we raised our pipes and the English kept a coming,
But they wirny quite so happy when we geed the pipes a blaw.
Struck once more, they began a runnin,
Ready, steady, Eddie, go its time to shoot the
craw.

Well we had a bowl of porridge and a wee bit pinch o' salt,
We had a dram o' whisky and it was the finest malt.
We each wore a tammy and we wore the philabeg,
Eddie was in terror when he seen the hairy legs!

(Chorus)

Well, poor King Edward nearly had a fit,
When he seen his cavalry fallin doon a pit.
His men looked up from the trap that Bruce had built,
And they were shocked to find out what was worn beneath the kilt.

(Chorus)

He sent forth archers, a group of country folk,
They erred and they burred, what a funny way they spoke.
With those archers, Eddie had a go,
But they were as effective as the ones on radio.

(Chorus)

On the fastest horse that you ever saw,
King Eddie went a racing o'er the border and awa'
He was fond of Scotland, but never did return,
He didn't like the welcome that he got at Bannockburn

(Chorus)

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In 1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississippi
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans
We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We looked down the river and we seed the British come
And there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing
We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets 'till we looked 'em in the eyes
We held our fire 'till we seed their faces well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and gave 'em
Well, we
Fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah they ran through the briers and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We fired our cannon 'till the barrel melted down
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with cannonballs 'n' powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind
We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah they ran through the briers and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Hut, hut, three, four
Sound off, three, four
Hut, hut, three, four
Sound off, three, four
Hut, hut, three, four

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A man came ridin' oot the west one wild and stormy day
He was quiet lean and hungry, his eyes were smoky grey
He was lean across the hurdies but his shooders they were big
The terror o' the Hielan glens, that was The Portree Kid

(chorus)
He drum ho, he drum hey
The teuchter that cam frae Skye
(chorus)

His sidekick was an orra' man and oh but he was mean
He was ca'd The Midnight Plough-Boy and he cam fae Aberdeen
He had twenty seven notches on his cromack so they say
And killed a million Indians, way up in Stornoway

Portree booted in the door, he sauntered tae the bar
He poured a shot o' crabbies, he shouted "Slainte Mhath"
While midnight was being chatted up by a bar room girl called Pam
Who said well howdy stranger, would you buy's a babycham

Now over in the corner sat three men fae Auchtertool
They were playing games for money, in a snakes and ladders school
The fourth man was a southerner who'd come up from Macmerry
He'd been a river gambler, on the Ballachulish Ferry

(chorus)

Portree walked tae the table and he shouted shake me in
He shoogled on the eggcup, he gave the dice a spin
He threw seven sixes in a row and the game was nearly done
But then he landed on a snake, and finished on square one

The game was nearly over and Portree was daein fine
He'd landed on a ladder, he was up tae forty nine
He only had but one to go and the other man was beat
But the gambler couped the board off, and shouted you're a cheat

Men dived behind the rubber plants to try and save their skins
The accordionist stopped playing, his sidekick dropped the spoons
He says I think its funny, you've been up that ladder twice
And ye a'ways dunt the table, when I go to throw my dice

(chorus)

The gambler drew his Sgian Dubh as fast as lightning speed
Portree grabbed a screwtop, he cracked him o'er the heid
Then he gave him laldy wi' a salmon off the wall
And he finished off the business, wi' his lucky grousefoot's claw

Portree walked up tae the bar, he says I'll hae a half
And d'ye like the way I stuck it on that wee Macmerry nyaff
But the Southerner crept up behind his features wracked wi' pain
And gubbed him wi' an ashtray, made oot o' a curling stane

The fight went raging on all night till opening time next day
Wi' a break for soup and stovies aff a coronation tray
It was getting kind o' obvious, that neither man would win
When came the shout that stopped it all, there's a bus trip comin' in

(chorus)

They sing this song in Galashiels and up by Peterheid
Way down o'er the border, across the Rio Tweed
But what became o' Portree, Midnight and the gamblin' man,
They opened up a gift shop selling fresh air in a can

(chorus)

Frae Skye
Frae Skye
Frae Skye
Frae Skye

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An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw
A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry
Yippie yi ooh
Yippie yi yay
Ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
He's riding hard to catch that herd, but he ain't caught 'em yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire
As they ride on hear their cry
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
Trying to catch the devil's herd, across these endless skies
Yippie yi ooh
Yippie yi yay
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost Riders in the sky

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The news from Moidart cam yestreen,
Will soon gar mony ferlie
For ships o' war hae just come in,
And landed royal Chairlie.

Chorus:
Come through the heather, around him gather,
You're a' the welcomer early,
Around him cling wi' a' your kin',
For wha'll be king but Chairlie.

The Highland clan wi' sword in hand,
Frae John o' Groats to Airlie,
Hae to a man declared to stand,
Or fa' wi' royal Chairlie.

Chorus...

There's no a lass in a' the land,
But vows baith late and early,
To man she'll ne'er gie heart or han',

Wha wadna fight for Chairlie.

Chorus...

Then here's a health tae Chairlie's cause,
An' be't complete and early,
His very name our heart's blood warms,
To arms for royal Chairlie.

Come through the heather, around him gather,
You're a' the welcomer early,
Around him cling wi' a' your kin,
For wha'll be king but Chairlie.

Come through the heather, around him gather,
Come Ronald, come Donald, come a' th' gethir,
And crown him rightful, lawful king,
For wha'll be king but Chairlie.

[Rev.Cambeul]

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You put your hand on your head
Put your foot in the air
Then you hop around in the room
In your underwear
Ain't ever bin nothin' quite like this
Come on baby it's The Wilbury Twist

Lift your other foot up
Fall on your ass
Get back up,
Put your teeth in a glass
Ain't ever bin nothin' quite like this
It's a magical thing called The Wilbury Twist

Everybody's tryin' to do the Wilbury Twist

Roll up your rug,
Dust your broom
Ball the jack,
Howl at the moon
Ain't ever bin nothin' quite like this
Everybody's tryin' to do The Wilbury Twist

Turn your lights down low
Put your blindfold on
You'll never know
Where your friends have gone
Drink your years until you're pissed
Everybody's trying to do The Wilbury Twist

It's a different dance
For you all to do
Spin your body like a screw
Better not forget it on your shopping list
You can stop and buy one it's The Wilbury Twist

Ain't never bin nothin' quite like this
Eh, come and get it it's the Wilbury Twist
I guess by now you got the gist
Everybody's crazy 'bout the Wilbury Twist

[Rev.Cambeul]

Flower of Scotland & Deutschland Uber Alles

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ms6bCVSl1ag

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