[Verse 1]As I child I was raised on salted oatsAnd tales of the savage pastI learned to love the drifting rainAnd winter's icy blastAnd all day long on the Holy IsleFar out in Lamlash BayI walked the hills in creaking shoesWhere the bones of the old ones lay[Chorus]And at night the head of Wallace bledOn solemn floral drapesAnd the flower of Scotland bloomed againAmong Proddy dogs and Papes[Verse 2]I was taught in school how Britannia's ruleWas forced on the Scots of oldBought and sold by a parcel of roguesFor a handful of English goldTil our fate was sealed on Culloden fieldWhen the blood of the clans ran downThrough the twisted sea of historyTo the streets of Glasgow town[Chorus]And at night the head of Wallace bledOn solemn floral drapesAnd the flower of Scotland bloomed againAmong Proddy dogs and Papes[Verse 3]On the long summer nights when the Northern LightsBurned the sky like acetyleneThe Prods and tykes they fought on the dykesThat ran round the housing schemeWith sticks and stones we broke our bonesFor the sake of the good old causeThat has kept our country bound and chainedAnd under English laws[Chorus]And at night the head of Wallace bledOn solemn floral drapesAnd the flower of Scotland bloomed againAmong Proddy dogs and Papes[Verse 4]And the old men lilt how the blood was spiltOn the banks of the River BoyneThree hundred years of hate and fearClutched like a miser's coinAnd at Ibrox and at Parkhead tooOn the first day of the yearSee full-grown men drag it out againWhile the fans on the terraces cheer[Chorus]And at night the head of Wallace bledOn solemn floral drapesAnd the flower of Scotland bloomed againAmong Proddy dogs and PapesAnd at night the head of Wallace bledOn solemn floral drapesAnd the flower of Scotland bloomed againAmong Proddy dogs and Papes
