Roses O’ Prince Charlie (R. Browne.)


Come now gather now, here where the flowers grow
White is the blossom as the snow on the ben
Hear now, freedom’s call, we’ll make a solemn vow
Now by the roses o’ Prince Charlie

Fight again at Bannockburn yer battleaxe tae wield
Fight wi yer grandsires on Flodden’s bloody field
Fight at Culloden, the Bonnie Prince tae shield
Fight by the roses o’ Prince Charlie

Spirits o’ the banished, in far an’ distant lands
Carved out the new world wi’ sweat, blood an’ hand
Return now in glory an’ on the silver sand
Fight by the roses o’ Prince Charlie

Tak’ yer strength fae the green fields that blanket peat and coal
Ships fae the Clyde have a nation in their hold
The water of life, some men need tae mak’ them bold
Black gold and fishes fae the sea, man

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