Chords for The Corries - The Dawning Of The Day

[F#] Here's another one. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#] We're fierce [C#] as the badger, When danger's near,
[F#] We'll rise _ _
[B] _ [F#] again to win our [C#] claim For Scottish [F#] destiny.
_ _ We're fierce [C#] as the badger, [F#] When danger's near,
[B] We're the cunning [F#] and the guile [C#] That the fox calls his own.
[F#] We're the [C#] reason that guides [F#] Our great streams in their coursing.
[B] We're stubborn [F#] as the headland [D#m] That stands [C#] all alone.
We can laugh with a devil, No one can laugh louder.
Weep with a willow When our hearts sorely press.
We're as gentle [F#] and frightful As our own downy thistle.
We can [G#] work [F#] with the hardest And [C#] play [F#] with the _ best.
[C#] Oh, _ [F#] we'll fight for what [C#] is right [F#] And the dawning of the day
[B] When we'll rise again [F#] to win our claim [C#] For Scottish [F#] destiny.
_ _ Our land it is [C#] owned [F#] By the faceless investor.
[B] Our [F#] fish and our [C#] farming No longer our own.
[F#] Our [C#] industry ruined, [F#] Our assets are squandered.
[B] Our souls [F#] are in the hock [G#] And our children [C#] in the pond.
Well, it's no use in thinking That it's too late for changing.
No use in thinking That it's not up to you.
[F#] You can [C#] teach, you [F#] can learn And to change things be willing.
For you [C#] are your country, Your [F#] country's you.
_ _ [C#] Oh, _ [F#] we'll fight [C#] for what is right [F#] And the dawning of the day
[B] When we'll rise [F#] again to win our [C#] claim For Scottish [F#] destiny. _ _
Too long [C#] have we blamed [F#] The foreign oppressor.
[B] Too long [F#] have we hoped [C#] For our hero's return.
[F#] They've raised [C#] all our banners [F#] In poem and in legend.
[B] Harassed [F#] our [G#] laurels That [C#] turned into thorn.
To dwell on past stories At the cost of invention.
To squander the gifts That our forefathers gave.
_ [F#] So take [C#] strength from [F#] the past But declare your intention
To [G#] change this [C#] dear [F#] land Back to [C#] Scotland, [F#] I pray.
_ [C#] _ Oh, _
[F#] we'll fight [C#] for what is right [F#] And the dawning of the day
[B] When we'll rise [F#] again to win our [C#] claim For Scottish [F#] destiny.
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[F#] Caledonia, _ _ _ We are [C#] your son _ _ _ _
[B] And _ [C#] we'll again _ _ be _ [F#] _ free. _ _
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