Hark Hark when the night is falling
Hear! Hear the pipes are calling
Loudly and proudly calling
Down thro' the glen
There where the hills are sleeping
Now feel the blood a-leaping
High as the spirits
Of the old Highland men

Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my mountain hame
High may your proud standards
Gloriously wave!
Land of my high endeavour
Land of the shining river
Land of my heart for ever
Scotland the brave

High in the misty Highlands
Out by the purple islands
Brave are the hearts that beat
Beneath Scottish skies
Wild are the winds to meet you
Staunch are the friends that greet you
Kind as the love that shines
From fair maidens' eyes
Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my mountain hame
High may your proud standards
Gloriously wave!
Land of my high endeavour
Land of the shining river
Land of my heart for ever
Scotland the brave