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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.