Will Ye Be Proud Lyrics
| Song | Will Ye Be Proud |
| Artist | The Real McKenzies |
| Album | Pissed Tae Th' Gills |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : MacLeod | |
| Out of the darkness the torches are comin' | |
| Clatter of hoofs and torches on roofs | |
| Young bairns wailin', ships they are sailing | |
| Burning off our homeland a new land to calm | |
| Will ye be proud when yer grand fathers turnin' | |
| Will ye be proud as yer son dies sae well | |
| Will ye be proud when the last battle's over will ye be proud at yer lifes last remain | |
| Highland men hangin' by | |
| English decree | |
| Hung by their kilts as a warnin' ta the free | |
| From a landlord's voice the | |
| Highlands are finished | |
| Your swords and yer plaid shall be never again | |
| The targe is torn and the claymore | |
| Is blunt As is the spirit of those who won't stand | |
| Betrayed and dishonoured and robbed of their land | |
| What has become of a | |
| Highland band | |
| There's a new day dawning | |
| For those who are | |
| Highland Heads held high and proud once again | |
| Two hundred years of bitter tears mourning | |
| The country that's ours must now be again |
| zuo qu : MacLeod | |
| Out of the darkness the torches are comin' | |
| Clatter of hoofs and torches on roofs | |
| Young bairns wailin', ships they are sailing | |
| Burning off our homeland a new land to calm | |
| Will ye be proud when yer grand fathers turnin' | |
| Will ye be proud as yer son dies sae well | |
| Will ye be proud when the last battle' s over will ye be proud at yer lifes last remain | |
| Highland men hangin' by | |
| English decree | |
| Hung by their kilts as a warnin' ta the free | |
| From a landlord' s voice the | |
| Highlands are finished | |
| Your swords and yer plaid shall be never again | |
| The targe is torn and the claymore | |
| Is blunt As is the spirit of those who won' t stand | |
| Betrayed and dishonoured and robbed of their land | |
| What has become of a | |
| Highland band | |
| There' s a new day dawning | |
| For those who are | |
| Highland Heads held high and proud once again | |
| Two hundred years of bitter tears mourning | |
| The country that' s ours must now be again |
| zuò qǔ : MacLeod | |
| Out of the darkness the torches are comin' | |
| Clatter of hoofs and torches on roofs | |
| Young bairns wailin', ships they are sailing | |
| Burning off our homeland a new land to calm | |
| Will ye be proud when yer grand fathers turnin' | |
| Will ye be proud as yer son dies sae well | |
| Will ye be proud when the last battle' s over will ye be proud at yer lifes last remain | |
| Highland men hangin' by | |
| English decree | |
| Hung by their kilts as a warnin' ta the free | |
| From a landlord' s voice the | |
| Highlands are finished | |
| Your swords and yer plaid shall be never again | |
| The targe is torn and the claymore | |
| Is blunt As is the spirit of those who won' t stand | |
| Betrayed and dishonoured and robbed of their land | |
| What has become of a | |
| Highland band | |
| There' s a new day dawning | |
| For those who are | |
| Highland Heads held high and proud once again | |
| Two hundred years of bitter tears mourning | |
| The country that' s ours must now be again |
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