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Scottish pride

Can you here the piper playing

Does it play your song?

Can you hear the piper playing?

The notes they last so long


Travelling through the centuries

Over valley hill and glen

The piper he plays his tune

For new and old to hear again


March upon your feet

A song within your heart

The pipes in your soul your tartan rich

Come dance a jig to them bewitch


Can the land hear its daughters call?

Can it hear my scream?

For freedom and equality

From those its captors deem


The old wars are over

The blood they spilled is dry

But still we hope still we fight

For who we are

A nation of people


I am young campaigner

Or an old complainer

The heathers roots entwine my feet

Hear on these hills I am free


There's no place like Scotland

No place like home

Nothing left to run from

The fight again begun.


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