The provost's ae dochter wis walkin her lane O bit her luve it wis easy won Whan she spied a Scots prisoner a makin his mane Aye an she wis the flouer of Northumberlan It iss "O, gin a lassie wad marry me? O gin her luve it wis easy won A wad mak her a ladie o heich degree If she'd lowse me out frae my prison sae strang" Sae to she's dune her...Learn More

I was listening to the news the other day I heard a fat politician who had the nerve to say He was proud to be Scottish, by the way With the glories of our past to remember "Here's tae us, wha's like us," listen to the cry No surrender to the truth and here's the reason why The power and the glory's just another bloody lie They use to keep us all...Learn More