Lyrics:
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond
O ye'll tak' the high road and I'll tak' the low road
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
But me and my true love will
imagination
To bring the World Cup home is Scotland's goal
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're
bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
For I'll take the high road,
And you'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
For me and my true love will
to me
Come wild and windy weather, Caledonia, ever free
When the fiddle plays from Scotland
They hears the piper's song
They came o'erthe sea to join him
Macavity's a mystery cat, he's called the hidden paw
For he's the master criminal who can defy the law
He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard,
shorty.
See J did Scotland and everybody jocked him I did Scotland
And got no props for it
Naw that just fucked up my jay's
Which fucked up my day
in the clouds across Northern Ireland and through western Scotland at times, and there will be some dry moments too, so its not going to be raining
for Scotland's crown to keep
The hammer blow is done
But the fighting's just begun
Na, na, na na na
Na, na, na na na
Na, na, na na na
Na, na, na na na
Go tell your friends, the time has come
To take our Country back
We have the will, we have the need
And there will be no turning back
Scotland I
I won't be so all alone
When Scotland calls, I shall return
Our world must change, it's a new dawn, no returning
Ignore greed, the petty
Goodbye Mary Jane
There you go again
I took the bus to Scotland
To drink my life away
The way you kicked me out that night
With nowhere for me to go
the people will chant my name
Hail, Hail Hamlet, King of Scotland
You really are a slippery one, aren't you
Hail, Hail Hamlet, King of Scotland
Bring me my
bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
You take the high road, and I'll take the low
And I'll be in Scotland before
But me and my true love will never meet again
bonnie banks
Of Loch Lomond
You'll take the high road
And I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
But me and my true love
Will never meet
I bought you a present in Scotland
Bought it even though we're not talkin'
Gave myself a pat on the shoulder
How thoughtful given that ya owe me
Six
bonny banks of Loch Lomond
Oh ye take the high road and I'll take the low
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
For me and my true love will never meet again
the time to tell
The storie`s of brave
Three times Huzzah for Scotland
proud our hearts are singing
Feel the glory of
What forever I love
Praise
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
Oh you take the high road, and I´ll take the low road,
And I´ll be in Scotland before ye.
But me and my true love will
I hope you havnie forgot me
Scotland I'm coming home
Well I've bin south with the decent chaps
Nae purple paps Just chips and gravy
I've missed them
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.
O ye'll tak' the high road, and I'll tak' the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland a'fore ye,
But me and my true love
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond
O ye'll tak' the high road, and I'll tak' the low road
And I'll be in Scotland a'fore ye
But me and my true love will
Poor Mother of us all
You have left an open grave for me
You don't know who you are
Sorrow is a modern ecstasy
Scotland
We will fight and we will
2 knives, 2 cups, 2 Mundipharma pills
I'm the hardest cunt in Scotland
And I'm dying on that hill
Yeah I ain't clock the cameras out there
I think
the wocky plain
This a different green
I got that Rambo down my trousers
It's so hard to move discreet
I swear there ain't a cunt in Scotland
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