Scotland the Brave

Hark, hark, the night is falling Hear, hear the pipes are calling Loudly and proudly calling Down through 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 river 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 light that shines from fair maidens' eyes Towering in gallant fame Scotland's my mountain hame High may your proud standards Gloriously wave Land of my high endeavour Land of the shining river Land of my heart forever Scotland the brave