Sinister: Hark when the night is falling...

[Iain Meakin]

COME ON SCOTLAND !!!!!
                               Hark when the night is falling
                               I hear the pipes are calling
                               Loudly and proudly calling
                               Down thro' the glen.
                               There where the hills are sleeping
                               Now feel the blood a-leaping
                               High as the spirits of
                               The old Highland men.

                               Towering in gallant fame
                               Scotland my mountain hame
                               High may your proud standards
                               Gloriously wave.

                               Land of my high endeavour
                               Land of the shining silver
                               Land of my heart forever
                               Scotland the Brave.

                               High in the misty Highlands
                               Out by the purple islands
                               Brave are the hearts that beat
                               Beneath Scottish skies.
                               Wild are the winds to meet you
                               Staunch are the friends that greet you
                               Kind as the love that shines
                               From fair maidens eyes. 

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