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
And 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