Tartan and Pipes

Tradition and dress A nations finesse Symbolic in style By a country mile The drone of the pipes Tartan clad Bonnie on the girls Proud on the lads Highland dancers In kilted skirts Grooms at weddings Kilt and dirk But our Tartan and Pipes Go back many years Led soldiers into battles See the enemy fear After Culloden Both were banned A country naked At the English hand Our clans of many In colours so grand Woven by weavers Our women's hands All over the world Scots are spread Taking their Tartans Of green, blue and red It's a welcome reminder To the kin of their past Never forgotten Designed to last This plaid of cloth History enriched Scottish pride In every stitch And like our pipes From centuries past This Scottish of Scots Are here to last http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland.php