Of our ancestors, brave true ancient Scots
Whose glorious shields knew no bars no blots
But blood untained circled every vein
And every thing ignoble did disdain
In the fifteenth century a poet was born
He could never see the light from outside his eyes
All he needed was his mind and a convincing heart
Of such illustrations patriots and bold
Who stoutly did maintain our rights of old
Who their malicious, and inveterate foes
With sword in hand, did gallantly oppose
Blind Harry! Your vision has inspired many people
Blind Harry! Pioneer of this deep heart feeling
Immortal are your writings
Still encouraging a nation
Noble man still alive
The country is saluting you
In the fifteenth century a poet was born
He could never see the light from outside his eyes
All he needed was his mind and a convincing heart
Of such illustrations patriots and bold
Who stoutly did maintain our rights of old
Who their malicious, and inveterate foes
With sword in hand, did gallantly oppose
Blind Harry! Your vision has inspired many people
Blind Harry! Pioneer of this deep heart feeling
Blind Harry! Immortal are your writings
Blind Harry! Still encouraging a nation
Blind Harry! Blind Harry! Blind Harry! Blind Harry!
