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Mr. McFall's Chamber - Sic a Parcel O' Rogues lyrics
Fareweil tae a' oor Scottish fame, Fareweil oor ancient glory, Fareweil e'en tae the Scottish name, Sae fam'd in martial story. Nou Sark rins o'er the Solway sands, And Tweed rins tae the ocean, Tae mark whaur England's province stands, Sic a parcel o' rogues in a nation. What force or guile could not subdue, Through mony warlike ages, Is wrought nou by a coward few, For hireling traitor's wages. The English steel we could disdain, Secure in valour's station, But English gold has been oor bane, Sic a parcel o' rogues in a nation. I would, ere I, had seen the day, When treason thus could sell us, My auld grey heid had le'in in clay, Wi' Bruce and loyal Wallace. But pith and power 'til my last hour, I'll mak this declaraion: We were boucht and sold for English gold, Sic a parcel o' rogues in a nation. |
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