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Land of the thistle and the rowan tree, |
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Scotland a nation, proud and free. |
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Under the Saltire, flying high for me, |
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Leading us onward to victory. |
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Aiming high for all to see, |
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Together we stand, with faith in our land. |
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In times of trial and in victory, |
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Scotland we will be there. |
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High in the mountains the die was cast, |
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By our forefathers in the past. |
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Vows of unity and peace were made, |
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In a Highland cathedral, where the pipers played. |
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Aiming high for all to see, |
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Together we stand, with faith in our land. |
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In times of trial and in victory, |
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Scotland we will be there. |
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Land of the thistle and the rowan tree, |
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Scotland a nation, proud and free. |
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Under the Saltire, flying high for me, |
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Leading us onward to victory. |