By Tcswim

In this time of bitter sorrow

Forget the loss. Work for tomorrow !

Come gie us an honest heartfu’ song?

Tae mak us feel that we belong

Confident aye; Independent? (sigh).

But Listen! From sea and munro

from Kelso to Thurso

On wind and tide

On Tweed, Tay and Clyde

None but ourselves can make us whole

None but ourselves can heal the soul

Let the folk tide bring us hame

Leave behind auld Longdone’s shame

Wi’ it’s Wasteminster arsetocracy;

a politricks hypocrisy;our famed damokracy.

Scotia is still in birthin’ pains

In this big world o’ Adams weans

Let us sing the great song,

That echoes in the bone

sing it like yon Davie’s stone

“Freedom Come all ye"

Cry it on the lonely wind

In housing schemes ahent the blind

On mountain tops let us sing

Feel the spirit a Dr. King

Sing it wi’ drams or cups a tea

Cross glens an toons on oily sea

We can, we should be

Yes dear Lord… mak us free!

Aye, free fae endless poverty

fae a persistent unfair society

from posh-built inequality

an unjust corrupting economy

auld hardships and a false modernity

Bringing new forms of auld misery

Built on shibboleths of prosperity

In a Scotland built by Mundell-Fluffy?

Or some other labour-tory numpty?

No not for you. Not for me.

A Union land of hope and glory?

Not for you…not for me!

Only Scottish sovereignty!

One destiny! LIBERTY!

SNP SNP! Make us FREE!