Jose, get your bagpipes And head down to the square Seranade the passers-bye And you'll make some money there Jose came to this country Looking for a
Well, Scotsman clad in kilt, left the bar one evenin' fair. And one could tell by how he walked, that he'd drunk more than his share. He fumbled 'round
Translation: Enter The Haggis. The Mexican Scotsman.
Translation: The Irish Rovers. The Drunk Scotsman Song.
Translation: Unknown. Scotsmans Kilt.
My fingers touch the solid stones Strong and cold, they keep me from home Imprisoned like a wingless dove Far away from the land I love Lonely days count
Scots what ha'e wi' Wallace bled (who have with) Scots wham Bruce has aften led (whom Bruce has often) Welcome tae yer gory bed Or to victory Now's
mien Jewel the sky the star pavane Sans Curse Queen Bess and worse John Knox They shall rot, they shall rot Any pray for Mary Queen of Scots 2. Black
Scots what ha'e wi' Wallace bled (who have with) Scots wham Bruce has aften led (whom Bruce has often) Welcome tae yer gory bed Or to victory Now
will not be forgotten soon The fighting feild culloden, Prince Charlie was the man Of illusionary grandure with no head for command Cumberland with cannon fired on Scots
As tomorrow and years ago Celts will be free Skoit an daouarn, skoit an treid Scots wha hae, Scots wha hae Stok an troad, stok an treid Scots wha hae, Scots
, no fear we show Raise your swords high Hammer of the Scots We're like thunder from the sky Hammer of the Scots hold your flags high Hammer of the Scots
Translation: Grave Digger. The Ballad Of Mary (Queen Of Scots).
Translation: Unknown. Scots Wha Hae.
