Scots, wha hae wi Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome tae yer gory bed, Or tae victorie. Now's the day, an now's the hour: See the front o battle lour, See approach proud Edward's power – Chains and Slaverie. Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha will fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn an flee. Wha, for Scotland's king and law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or Freeman fa, Let him on wi me. By Oppression's woes and pains, By your son