Lyrics: <br /><br />O Flower of Scotland, <br />When will we see <br />Your like again, <br />That fought and died for, <br />Your wee bit Hill and Glen, <br />And stood against him, <br />Proud Edward's Army, <br />And sent him homeward, <br />Tae think again. <br />The Hills are bare now, <br />And Autumn leaves <br />lie thick and still, <br />O'er land that is lost now, <br />Which those so dearly held, <br />That stood against him, <br />Proud Edward's Army, <br />And sent him homeward, <br />Tae think again.
