[G]Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
[C]Scots, wham Bruce has [Am7]aften [G]led,
[G]Welcome [D]to your [C]gory
[C]Or to [Am7]victor[D7]ie!
[G]Now's the day, and now's the hour:
[Am]See the front
o' [D]battle [D7]lour,
[Bm]See ap[aM]proach proud [c]Edward's [G]power
[Am]Chains and [C]slaver[D]ie!
Wha will be a traitor knave?
Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a slave?
Let him turn, and fleel
Wha for Scotland's King and Law
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand, or freeman fa',
Let him follow me!
By Oppression's woes and pains,
By your sons in servile chains,
We will drain our dearest veins
But they shall be free!
Lay the proud usurpers low,
Tyrants fall in every foe,
Libertys in every blow,
let us do or dee.