Scotland The Brave Chords by John Mcdermott

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_ _ _ _ _ Let Italy boast of her gay gilded waters, Her [Eb] vines [Bb] and her bowers and her [F] soft sunny skies,
Her [Gb] sons [C] drinking love from the eyes of her daughters, [Eb] Where freedom [Bb] expires [F] amidst softness [Bb] and sighs. _
[F] Scotland's blue mountains [Bb] wild, where hoary [Gm] cliffs are piled, Towering in grandeur are [C] [F] dearer to me.
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Land of the misty cloud, land of the tempest [Eb] loud, [Gm] Land of the brave and [C] proud, [Bb] land of the free.
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Enthroned on the peak of her own highland [Eb] mountains, The spirit [Bb] of Scotia [F] [C] reigns fearless [F] and free,
[Bb] Her green tartan waving o'er [F] blue [Bb] rock and fountain, [Eb] And proudly [Bb] she sings [F] looking over [Bb] the sea. _
[F] Here among my mountains [Bb] wild, I have serenely smiled, [Gm] When armies [Dm] and empires [C] against me [F] were hurled.
[Bb] Firm as my native rock, I [Cm] have [Bb] withstood the shock, [Eb] Of England, [Bb] of Denmark, [F] of Rome and [Bb] the world.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ But see how proudly her war steeds are prancing, [F] Deep groves [C] of steel [G] trodden down in their path,
[C] The eyes of my sons like their bright swords are glancing, [F] Triumphantly [C] riding [G] through ruin [C] and death. _ _
[G] Bold hearts and nodding plumes [C] wave o'er their bloody tombs, [Am] Deep-eyed [Em] in gore is [D] the green [G] tartan's wave.
[C] Shivering are the ranks of steel, [G] dying is [C] the horseman's wheel, [F] Victorious [C] in battlefield, [G] Scotland [C] the brave.
[F] Victorious [C] in battlefield, [Dm] _ _ [F] Scotland [G] _ [C] the brave.
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