Scotland The Brave

Bobby Bastard And The Bootboys From Borstal Scottish Skinhead Anthems - (Album) Scotland The Brave - (Lyrics) From Glasgow yards to the Forth-side rain, We’ve carried our names through the years of strain. You can draw your lines, you can make your laws, But you can’t command what a people are for. Scotland, stand up! Scotland, decide! Our home, our voice, our future, our right! Scotland, stand up! Let every street cry: The choice of our country is ours to decide! In the shipyard whistle, in the factory clang, In the match-day roar where the old songs rang, There’s a stubborn fire that no order can tame; We’ll argue our future and speak our own name. Not hate for a neighbour, not spite for the past, Just a say in the road that we’re choosing at last. No crown and no office can answer for all Let the people decide, let the people be called! Scotland, stand up! Scotland, decide! Our home, our voice, our future, our right! Scotland, stand up! Let every street cry: The choice of our country is ours to decide! Our home! Our voice! Our future! Our choice! Scotland, Stand up!