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Fareweel to all our Scottish fame
Fareweel our ancient glory
Fareweel even to our Scottish name
So famed in martial story
Now Sark rins over the Solway sands
And Tweed rins to the Ocean.
To mark where Englands province stands
Sic a parcel of rogues in a nation
What force or guile could not subdue
Thro' many warlike ages
Is wrought now by cowards few
For hireling traitor's wages
The English steel we could disdain
Secure in valor's station
But we`re bought and we`re sold for English gold
Sic a parcel of rogues in a nation
O would 'ere I had seen the day
That treason thus could sell us
My auld grey head had lain in clay
With Bruce and loyal Wallace
But pith and power to my last hour
I'll make this declaration
That we're bought and sold for English gold
Sic a parcel of rogues in a nation.