- Here's to the King sir, you ken who I mean sir
And every honest man that'll do it again
Here's to the chieftains o' all the Hieland clans
They've done it mair than once, and they'll do tt again
When you hear the trumpets sound, tooti taeti to the drum
Up your sword and down your gun, and to the rogues again
- Scotland will flourish, by the sweat of our labour
The strength of her will, and the force of her mind
Forget the old battles, those days are over
Hatred corrupts, and friendship refines
- Let the Scots be a nation, o' proud of their heritage
With an eye to the future, and a heart to forgive
And let us be rid, of those bigots and fools
Who will not let Scotland, live and let live
- Let us govern our country, wisely and fairly
Let each man and woman, work wi a will
And Scotand will flourish, secure in the knowledge
That we reap our own harvest, and ring our own till
- And let us be known, for our kind hospitality
A hand that is open, lay proffered to friends
A hard working people, proud and unbending
Scotland will thrive, and win out in the end
- Scotland will flourish, by the sweat of our labour
The strength of her will, and the force of her mind
Forget the old battles, those days are over
Hatred corrupts, and friendship refines
- So let us be known, for our kind hospitality
A hand that is open, lay proffered to friends
A hard working people, proud and unbending
Scotland will thrive, and win out in the end