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Sir Robert the Bruce at Bannockburn	A
Beat the English in every wheel and turn	A
And made them fly in great dismay	B
From off the field without delay	B
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The English were a hundred thousand strong	C
And King Edward passed through the Lowlands all along	C
Determined to conquer Scotland it was his desire	D
And then to restore it to his own empire	D
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King Edward brought numerous waggons in his train	A
Expecting that most of the Scottish army would be slain	A
Hoping to make the rest prisoners and carry them away	B
In waggon loads to London without delay	B
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The Scottish army did not amount to more than thirty thousand strong	C
But Bruce had confidence he'd conquer his foes ere long	C
So to protect his little army he thought it was right	E
To have deep dug pits made in the night	E
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And caused them to be overlaid with turf and brushwood	E
Expecting the plan would prove effectual where his little army stood	E
Waiting patiently for the break of day	E
All willing to join in the deadly fray	E
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Bruce stationed himself at the head of the reserve	F
Determined to conquer but never to swerve	F
And by his side were brave Kirkpatrick and true De Longueville	B
Both trusty warriors firm and bold who would never him beguile	B
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By daybreak the whole of the English army came in view	G
Consisting of archers and horsemen bold and true	G
The main body was led on by King Edward himself	H
An avaricious man and fond of pelf	H
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The Abbot of Inchaffray celebrated mass	I
And all along the Scottish lines barefoot he did pass	I
With the crucifix in his hand a most beautitul sight to see	J
Exhorting them to trust in God and He would set them free	J
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Then the Scottish army knelt down on the field	E
And King Edward he thought they were going to yield	E
And he felt o'erjoyed and cried to Earl Percy	J
See See the Scots are crying for mercy	J
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But Percy said Your Majesty need not make such a fuss	K
They are crying for mercy from God not from us	K
For depend upon it they will fight to a man and find their graves	L
Rather than yield to become your slaves	L
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Then King Edward ordered his horsemen to charge	M
Thirty thousand in number it was very large	M
They thought to o'erwhelm them ere they could rise from their knees	N
But they met a different destiny which did them displease	N
For the horsemen fell into the spik'd pits in the way	E
And with broken ranks and confusion they all fled away	E
But few of them escap'd death from the spik'd pits	O
For the Scots with their swords hack'd them to bits	O
De Valence was overthrown and carried off the field	E
Then King Edward he thought it was time to yield	E
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And he uttered a fearful cry	P
To his gay archers near by	P
Ho archers draw your arrows to the head	E
And make sure to kill them dead	E
Forward without dread and make them fly	P
Saint George for England be our cry	P
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Then the arrows from their bows swiftly did go	Q
And fell amongst them as thick as the flakes of snow	Q
Then Bruce he drew his trusty blade	E
And in heroic language said	E
Forward my heroes bold and true	G
And break the archers' ranks through and through	G
And charge them boldly with your swords in hand	E
And chase these vultures from off our land	E
And make King Edward mourn	A
The day he came to Bannockburn	A
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So proud Edward on his milk white steed	E
One of England's finest breed	E
Coming here in grand array	E
With horsemen bold and archers gay	E
Thinking he will us dismay	E
And sweep everything before him in his way	E
But I swear by yon blessed sun	A
' make him and his army run	A
From off the field of Bannockburn	A
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By St Andrew and our God most high	P
We'll conquer these epicures or die	P
And make them fly like chaff before the wind	E
Until they can no refuge find	E
And beat them from the field without delay	E
Like lions bold and heroes gay	E
Upon them charge follow me	J
Scotland's rights and liberty	J
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Then the Scots charged them with sword in hand	E
And made them fly from off their land	E
And King Edward was amazed at the sight	E
And he got wounded in the fight	E
And he cried Oh heaven England's lost and I'm undone	A
Alas alas where shall I run	A
Then he turned his horse and rode on afar	R
And never halted till he reached Dunbar	R
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Then Bruce he shouted Victory	J
We have gained our rights and liberty	J
And thanks be to God above	H
That we have conquered King Edward this day	E
A usurper that does not us love	H
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Then the Scots did shout and sing	S
Long ive Sir Robert Bruce our King'	S
That made King Edward mourn	A
The day he came to Bannockburn	A

William Topaz Mcgonagall

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