Scotland Yet

Gie noo a thocht to what we hae, in this land o’ the leal
The Hielan glen, the Doric stream, the fertile Lowland field
They seem tae offer different views when looked at from within
Can strangers be the only eyes tae see us a’ as yin?

The choice will be upon us soon tae set oor destiny
And I’ll drink a toast tae Scotland yet, whatever yet may be

Oor mither tongue spoke different ways that past tae present ties
Each separate and yet entwined is where oor real strength lies
For should one strand unwind itself, the others tae forsake
Then a’ would be forever lost fur a’ the strands would break

The choice will be upon us soon tae set oor destiny
And I’ll drink a toast tae Scotland yet, whatever yet may be

While we still seek to blame oor woes and pains on someone else
We’ll never hae the strength tae solve oor problems for oorsels
In truth we fought each other mair, learn this from oor past
Then together we can choose fur oorsels at last

The choice will be upon us soon tae set oor destiny
And I’ll drink a toast tae Scotland yet, whatever yet may be