Face to the wind in bitter cold br Beards crusted with ice br Gray eyes steeled in fierce rebellion br No foreign blade to master br The proud beating of a stout Highland heart. br br The kilted clans had banned together br MacDonald and Fraser, Cameron and Stewart br A Bonnie Prince to lead them br Outnumbered, yet undaunted br Flags defiantly unfurled br A shaft of courage to drive sweet freedom br Home. br br The bagpipe sounds its thrilling tune br The ranks in line of tartan shield br English cannon pounding br From generation to generation br Father and son br Kinsman and brother br A slow steady advance and br br Charge! br br Across the sodden moor br Broadswords waving br Over the blood-stained ground br A gallant fight of hand-to-hand br And death br At last succumbing br An hundred years and more… br br No more. br br The final thrust of grim Fate’s story br Here br Upon a Scots grave field of br Honor.