Kris Drever - Freedom Come A'Ye lyrics

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Roch the wind in the clear day dawin

Blaws the cloods heilster-gowdie ower the bay

But there's mair nor a roch wind blawin

Throu the Great Glen o the warld the day

It's a thocht that wad gar oor rottans

Aa thae rogues that gang gallus fresh an gey

Tak the road an seek ither loanins

Wi thair ill ploys tae sport an play

Nae mair will our bonnie callants

Merch tae war when oor braggarts crousely craw

Nor wee weans frae pitheid an clachan

Mourn the ships sailin doun the Broomielaw

Broken faimlies in lands we've hairriet

Will curse Scotland the Brave nae mair, nae mair

Black an white ane-til-ither mairriet

Mak the vile barracks o thair maisters bare

Sae come aa ye at hame wi freedom

Never heed whit the houdies croak for Doom

In yer hoose aa the bairns o Adam

Will find breid, barley-bree an paintit rooms

When MacLean meets wi's friens in Springburn

Aa thae roses an geans will turn tae blume

An the black lad frae yont Nyanga

Dings the fell gallows o the burghers doun