Scotland Forever, Forever The Clan From old long agoon that far away isle, lest we forget Bannockburn to Culloden. Our colors, and tartans still stream through the mind, now a faint memory of a forgotten time. Echoes of battle, men clad in tartans carrying shields and broadswords, sound their battle cries. Generations and continents away, yet forever the blood is strong and the soul is highland. We who remember from Robert the Bruce to the young Pretender. From old long ago Forever Scotland, Forever the clan in the dark island land.
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