Lyrics:
High over Bannockburn, battle of no return
Bruce ranked his Scottishmen all in good order
Down on the other side - fifty divisions wide
Edward had brought his men over the
Armoured from head to fist, glimpsed through the morning mist
Soldiers of Robert Bruce awaiting the order
Down on the lower ground, trumpets and bugles sound
Edward of England had crossed over the border

Proud was the English king, loud did his harpists sing
Scatter the Scottishmen all in disorder
'Death' shouted Robert Bruce, 'Death ere we sign a truce
Chase the sassenach back o'er the border
'Now' shouted Bruce the king 'We'll either die or win
Into the enemy striking good order
Freedom for Scotland and death to King Edward's band.
Chase the sassenach back o'er the border.

Face to face across the Bannockburn ;
Spears and swords are held in good order.
Lines of steel in waves begin to move,
Grim and steady to die for the border.
'On them! On them!' hear the Douglas shout.
'Smash their ranks in utter disorder'.
Shields and spears and swords together clash.
Screams of death are heard o'er the border.

Slashing and clashing the Bannockburn flows with blood.
Horses and soldiers in mangled disorder.
Yelling and felling the grass is a gory red.
Out with the sassenach. Out o'er the border.
Freedom and right was the slogan of Robert Bruce.
Chains for the slaves shouted Edward of England.
Death to the sassenach, we'll be free at last.
Chase the sassenach back o'er the border.
Chase the sassenach back o'er the border.

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