Craig Herbertson - Mad Lizzie lyrics

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Young Lizzie she is waiting for the setting of the sun

Her mind is on the morrow and the ordeal yet to come

twelve times the moon has lit its weary way across the sky

Young Lizzie deals the cards upon her thighs

See proud Edward ride the borders past the castle of Carlise

his mercy and his power and his chains of slaverie

Who of your nbole lineage will rule the land o scots

thirty thousand says it shall be he

And the Hanged Man is laughing in the wind

The hanged man is laughing in the wind

As women caged by bonds as braid their lovely hair

Let fa the bitter tears of black despair

Proud Edward calls the dragon flag to fire, blood and wing

Rape and murder mercies of the bastard king

As loyal Wallace falls to the tyrant's bloody hand

His body broke and scattered through the land

Rise, rise for Scotland Lady Buchan crowns our king

Comyn blood traitor curse his name

Rise for Scotland or you never shall be free

Rise and end the tyrants bloody reign

Mad Lizzie she is waiting for the setting of the sun

Her mind is on the morrow and the ordeal yet to come

Seven years the moon has lit its weary way across the sky

Mad Lizzie lays her doun and pleads to die<br />

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Thanks to Silke Scholtes