Real Mckenzies - Will Ye Be Proud lyrics

Out of the darkness the torches are comin'

Clatter of hoofs and torches on roofs

Young bairns wailin', ships they are sailing

Burning off our homeland a new land to calm

Will ye be proud when yer grand fathers turnin'

Will ye be proud as yer son dies sae well

Will ye be proud when the last battle's over

will ye be proud at yer lifes last remain

Highland men hangin' by English decree

Hung by their kilts as a warnin' ta the free

From a landlord's voice the Highlands are finished

Your swords and yer plaid shall be never again

The targe is torn and the claymore Is blunt

As is the spirit of those who won't stand

Betrayed and dishonoured and robbed of their land

What has become of a Highland band

There's a new day dawning

For those who are Highland

Heads held high and proud once again

Two hundred years of bitter tears mourning

The country that's ours must now be again