Free Song
I see my flag unfurl
In the cold North wind it curls
Against the evening backdrop of the Edinburgh sky
So with the skirl of pipes
And the rhythmic beat of drum
Down the Royal mile the loyal Scotsman come
So now we have independence
At dear long last were free
But that don't wash away centuries of tyranny
So as we march on too the future
Lion rampant flying high
Looking back all i see is the dark glaswegian sky
So now the burden lifted
Alba free at last
Now as proud Scotsmen lets forgive the sins of the past
Copyright © Cameron Holden | Year Posted 2007
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