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Sung by Margaret Donaldson

Hark when the night is falling
Hear hear the pipes are calling .
Loudly and proudly calling
Down thro’ the glen
There where the hills are sleeping
Now feel the blood a-leaping
High as the spirits of the old highland men

Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my heilan' hame
High may your proud standards gloriously wave
Land of my high endeavour
Land of the shining river
Land of my heart forever
Scotland the brave

High in the misty Highlands
Out by the purple islands
Brave are the hearts that beat
Beneath Scottish skies
Wild are the winds that meet you
Staunch are the friends that greet you
Kind as the love that shines from fair maidens' eyes

Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my heilan' hame
High may your proud standards gloriously wave
Land of my high endeavour
Land of the shining river
Land of my heart forever
Scotland the brave

Hark when the night is falling
Hear hear the pipes are calling .
Loudly and proudly calling
Down thro’ the glen
There where the hills are sleeping
Now feel the blood a-leaping
High as the spirits of the old highland men

Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my heilan' hame
High may your proud standards gloriously wave
Land of my high endeavour
Land of the shining river
Land of my heart forever
Scotland the brave