歌曲 | Scottish and Proud |
歌手 | The Real McKenzies |
专辑 | Real McKenzies |
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作曲 : McKenzie | |
Well gather round people and | |
I'll tell ye a story, a story so auld frae a time long gone by. | |
It comes frae the highlands where the wind blows the heather. | |
To think of it now, brings a trae te me eye... | |
Well the romans invaded what's now called | |
Great Britian. | |
But the Scots were so thugh, they could not take all. | |
But they captured the | |
English and used them as slaves, to toil day and night to build | |
Hadrian's | |
Wall... [Chorus] | |
With tartans a sailin' pipers a whailin' laddies and lassies appart frae the crowd. | |
When the fightin' is done, the battle is won, there we'll be standin'... | |
Scottish and | |
Proud, oh yea we | |
Scottish and | |
Proud. So if you're a fighter and scrappin' a lot, | |
You'd best shy away if you're scrappin' a | |
Scot. Wi' one fuckin' blow yer head will be squished, | |
Then he'll let his scottie dog lick the blood from his fist... [Chorus] |
zuo qu : McKenzie | |
Well gather round people and | |
I' ll tell ye a story, a story so auld frae a time long gone by. | |
It comes frae the highlands where the wind blows the heather. | |
To think of it now, brings a trae te me eye... | |
Well the romans invaded what' s now called | |
Great Britian. | |
But the Scots were so thugh, they could not take all. | |
But they captured the | |
English and used them as slaves, to toil day and night to build | |
Hadrian' s | |
Wall... Chorus | |
With tartans a sailin' pipers a whailin' laddies and lassies appart frae the crowd. | |
When the fightin' is done, the battle is won, there we' ll be standin'... | |
Scottish and | |
Proud, oh yea we | |
Scottish and | |
Proud. So if you' re a fighter and scrappin' a lot, | |
You' d best shy away if you' re scrappin' a | |
Scot. Wi' one fuckin' blow yer head will be squished, | |
Then he' ll let his scottie dog lick the blood from his fist... Chorus |
zuò qǔ : McKenzie | |
Well gather round people and | |
I' ll tell ye a story, a story so auld frae a time long gone by. | |
It comes frae the highlands where the wind blows the heather. | |
To think of it now, brings a trae te me eye... | |
Well the romans invaded what' s now called | |
Great Britian. | |
But the Scots were so thugh, they could not take all. | |
But they captured the | |
English and used them as slaves, to toil day and night to build | |
Hadrian' s | |
Wall... Chorus | |
With tartans a sailin' pipers a whailin' laddies and lassies appart frae the crowd. | |
When the fightin' is done, the battle is won, there we' ll be standin'... | |
Scottish and | |
Proud, oh yea we | |
Scottish and | |
Proud. So if you' re a fighter and scrappin' a lot, | |
You' d best shy away if you' re scrappin' a | |
Scot. Wi' one fuckin' blow yer head will be squished, | |
Then he' ll let his scottie dog lick the blood from his fist... Chorus |