We decided to put up another video clip we took of Charlie Zahm singing in Scotland. This clip is at Bannockburn, where Robert the Bruce defeated the English. First there are a few speeches, and then Mr. Zahm sings "Flower of Scotland", "Johnny Cope", "Scots Wha Hae", and "Remember the Alamo."
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Flower of Scotland
O Flower of Scotland,
When will we see,
Your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
King Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.
The hills are bare now,
And autumn leaves lie thick and still,
O'er land that is lost now,
Which those so dearly held,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.
Those days are past now,
And in the past
They must remain,
But we can still rise now,
And be the nation again,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.
Johnny Cope
Cope sent a challenge frae Dunbar, Sayin "Charlie meet me an' ye daur; An' I'll learn ye the airt o' war, If ye'll meet me in the morning." Chorus O Hey! Johnnie Cope are ye waukin' yet? Or are your drums a-beating yet? If ye were waukin' I wad wait, Tae gang tae the coals in the morning. * When Charlie looked the letter upon, He drew his sword and scabbard from, Come, follow me, my merry men, And we'll meet Johnnie Cope in the morning. Chorus Now Johnnie, be as good as your word, Come, let us try baith fire and sword, And dinna flee like a frichted bird, That's chased frae its nest i' the morning. Chorus When Johnnie Cope he heard o' this, He thocht it wouldna be amiss, Tae hae a horse in readiness, Tae flee awa in the morning. Chorus Fye now, Johnnie, get up an' rin, The Highland bagpipes mak' a din, It's better tae sleep in a hale skin, For it will be a bluidie morning. Chorus When Johnnie Cope tae Dunbar cam, They speired at him, "Where's a' your men" "The de'il confound me gin I ken, For I left them a' in the morning." Chorus
Scots Wae Hae
- 'Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
- Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
- Welcome tae your gory bed,
- Or tae Victorie!
- 'Now's the day, and 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 and 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 sons in servile chains!
- We will drain our dearest veins,
- But they shall be free!
- 'Lay the proud usurpers low!
- Tyrants fall in every foe!
- Liberty's in every blow! -
- Let us do or dee!'
Remember the AlamoA hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to dieBy the line that he drew with his sword when the battle was highAny man that will fight to the death cross overBut if you want to live you'd better flyAnd over the line went a hundred and seventy nineChorus: Hey Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers belowSo the rest of Texas will know, and remember the AlamoOl' Bowie lay dying his powder was ready and dryFlat on his back Bowie killed them a few in replyAnd young Davy Crockett was laughing and singing with a gallant look in his eyesFor God and for freedom a man more than willing to dieChorus: Hey Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers belowSo the rest of Texas will know, and remember the AlamoWell a courier was sent from the battlements bloody and loudWith the words of farewell from the men so gallant and proudGrieve not little darling my dying if Texas is sovereign and freeWe'll never surrender and ever with liberty beChorus: Hey Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers belowSo the rest of Texas will know, and remember the Alamo