Tribute: to Robert Burns

Ye banks and braes o' bonnie doon How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can ye chant ye little birds And i sae weary full o' care? Ye'll break my heart ye warbling birds That wanton through the flowery thorn Ye 'mind me o' departed joys Departed n

Scots wha' hae wi' wallace bled Scots wham bruce has aften led Welcome to your gory bed Or to victorie Now's the day and now's the hour See the front o' battle lour See approach proud edward's power Chains and slaverie Wha will be a traitor knave? Wh